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Sahil Mamtani Poem
Water, water, and water
The most purest sign of
virtue,How wonderfully nature
has indebted us with this gift,
An offer that none can resist
Oh water, water, water.
Comes in all forms of states,
Solid, liquid, and gas...
Packaged in all forms of life
That subtle taste that we cannot
taste,
That deep fragrance that we
cannot smell,
As it falls onto your smooth skin
and romances around your
body,
That reassurance in the body
which rests the mind,
That horrific depression if
suppressed from,
Energy replenished, mixed in all
sorts, organic and inorganic...
For if it were not for thy water,
how could you fabrish the
presence of life?
Copyright © Sahil Mamtani | Year Posted 2012
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Sahil Mamtani Poem
Slowly through the skies,
With the hustling winds anew,
Tiny flakes fell with a white misty hue,
Falling through,
Dancing along,
Swifting around,
Though many fell on the ground,
Some fell over me,
And few had shun my eyes,
So as i sat across the bonfire,
And through this own fire,
Burning deep inside my soul,
My smile would always be there,
Waiting for her,
And just as the light of the sun would melt this snow flake,
She would adjust to my bitter cold mind
Copyright © Sahil Mamtani | Year Posted 2012
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Sahil Mamtani Poem
Life,
As it is,
So vaguely defined,
Some refer of it as mine, yours,
his or her,
Though none know how it tears,
repairs, and solidifies,
So many relations are
formed,Yet so less are retained,
So much can be obtained from
it,
Yet so much lost,
In a hollow sense,
What so gladly you had claimed
yours,
Could next day be someone
elses,
And yet even in this mysterious
self,
Life seems to move on,
As it mends its ways of love,
And cares in its own virtue,
And just as slowly as these
ripples of water tend to
unfold,We never think more than
we are told,
As the stars have written each
and every soul,
We are none but destined to
grow,
Yet none know how life came to
be,
All know how it comes to an
end,
And to claim and to desire is
only a matter of time,
And To hold and feel is only a
matter of space,
Yet none of it ever lasts,For
what could one day be as
elegant as a peacock ,
Could just be a carcass the
next...
And just as these deep secrets
of nature remain forever
concealed,
The mystery of life must always
also,
Be remain forever confined,
Even so in the absence of you
and I...
Copyright © Sahil Mamtani | Year Posted 2012
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Sahil Mamtani Poem
Everyday i awake,
Seeing nothing has changed,
Its been 21 years since my eyes first peeked,
To see the world all amazed,
With new faces all around,
Laughing, patting, and grabbing my arms,
As i cried all my fears away,
The days gave way,
Till one day,
I lost all my innocence,
In a flight of a second,
And then my pupils opened,
To see the truth beyond,
That everything that we do,
Everything that we want,
It is a cycle that never ends,
We seek forever,
We search whenever,
To find the sole truth behind our purpose,
To imagine a life without problems,
To imagine a day without struggles,
From the rich to the poor,
An economic burden,
From love to hate,
A social burden,
From life and death,
A survival burden,
Too many moments grasped in just a second,
Too many seconds in just a minute,
Too many motives in just one life,
Brilliantly put together in a sequence,
Some forgotten,
Some remembered,
Some chosen and some unexpected,
Yet as we move on,
As we see the big picture,
And as i dream on,
I shall awake another day,
Till my end,
To see that nothing has changed,
To see no one has changed,
Except me....
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As each day unfolds,
I walk upon this lone road,
With none in sight,
With none inside,
As the autumn leaves come dancing through,
With whirls of winds as far as the eyes can view,
As the road grows and moulds,
With each new soul,
And through the creeks of windows,
The whistles blew in dazzling hues,
And then mother nature reveals its true colors,
And then I see as it falls with no support,
As gravity takes over,
And as the leaf falls,
With no remorse in mind,
With no grief,
Falling through,
So as it struck the ground,
Autumn's gates had flooded,
Though only one question was in mind,
For how would you percieve the fate of this fallen angel?
Copyright © Sahil Mamtani | Year Posted 2016
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Sahil Mamtani Poem
In the absence of our minds,
Yes within us,
Lies a soul,
And deep in its slumber,
We live to blunder,
As the competition never
ends,Each day we fight for our
desires,
Yet in the absence of our
minds,Soul rests peacefully,
It has such a power,
To bear forever,
Till there is no more an ever,
We live to indulge,
We live to conquer,
As the mental sanity lasts,
We commit all insanity,
As we never fear one another,
As we always wish to be
superior,
That is the rise of our terror,
Though we are all the same,
Nobody feels the need to give a
damn,
From the glories of war,
To the gold bars in the markets,
From the destruction of a
nation,
To the genocide of a
population,And even so in the
absence of our minds,
The soul rests
peacefully,Waiting for the day,
When it awakes,
And leaves us to our own peril...
And even so hope shall remain,
That even in the absence of our
minds,
Peace shall reign!
Copyright © Sahil Mamtani | Year Posted 2012
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I walk this path today,Observing many of my own,
Walking happily,
Carving their paths each day,
Little do they know,
We are imprisoned on this world,
With gravity forming around us all,
We survive to live another moment,
We die the next,
Knowing that something was undone,
That something was left to remain,
A mystery so deep,
Buried layer upon layer,Sedimented into fine dust carved beneath into the core,
Answers lying within,
A foundation set billions into the past,
All the cycles that repeat amongst us all,
We become none but a part of the soil,
Whether buried, or cremated,
Ashes or putrefied,
In the end,
All the world sees,
No matter where we succeed,
Our true existence equates to nothing but a fantasy,
A repetition unique in so many ways,
That none could ever fancy the true purpose of our being,
And where we the denominator, a zero, cannot be divided,
The only definition will be
The "undefined."
Copyright © Sahil Mamtani | Year Posted 2013
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Come delve into the mystical tunes of the jungle,
Where mysteries flourish as days pass to night,
Sacred hymns vibrate through the echoes of light.
The chaos of coexistence intimately woven in a blanket of cashmere,
Vibrant colors cloaked in sorrow and the rhythm of forgiveness,
Come delve into the mystical tunes of the jungle.
Here men seek the congress of red and yellow birds,
As we gaze the stars swarming in the pool of emptiness,
Sacred hymns vibrate through the echoes of light.
Thieves lurk in the deep pockets of marshes,
Eager to corrupt and twist the words of man:
"Come delve into the mystical tunes of the jungle."
Cold days have yet to flock, death awaits once again,
Humble beginnings have set us about to know and follow your plight,
Sacred hymns vibrate through the echoes of light,
The stars have yet to find us,
So courageously we have thrived, cherished, and burned.
Come delve into the mystical tunes of the night,
Sacred hymns vibrate through the echoes of light.
Copyright © Sahil Mamtani | Year Posted 2019
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