S.A.M Momin Poems

Wandering among the lush trees,
I behold some fallen leaves,
I bend down to pick one,
With hues of red n golden.
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Old Slam Book of mine
Its glossy cover, covered
Now in slight dust. Age
Yellowing its pages, still
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Clusters of stars slowly fade away,
giving way to the crimson dawn.
In the morning breeze the boughs sway,
For pearl drops on leaves to trickle down.
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By the window pane, in a
resting chair, I sit,
As the summer ends.
Watching over the lifeless
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Here am I, on the peak
Of Mount Lonely
Peaceful nevertheless
Longing only
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Words......
A solace in my distress
Company in loneliness
Bestowin' me with the gift of ~Expression
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O Dearest Songbird
In the rich silence of night
Such sonorous songs
Thou singest. Surrendering
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