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Tauhid Oct 2023
With Rain comes pain, despair, Solitude, yearning, peace, warmth, happiness and bond. Rain is life.
Anytime it’s about to rain, those without shelter are in pain and distress. Those with shelter and are able to make it home are happy to be with loved ones. It’s a circle of life
Tauhid Jan 2023
Have you ever loved someone
That you just knew you could never end up together?
Have you ever loved someone,
Breathing the same breath brings you so much pain?
Have you loved someone
That the feelings, brings so much ache?
Have you ever loved someone that left you short of breath?
Have you?
Tauhid Dec 2021
I was falling for you
Until-
I woke up all in sweat
Panting and wet.
Thankfully it was all a dream.
Greatful it was only a nightmare.
Thankfully..
Tauhid Jul 2021
T i burn for you!!
Only it still feels like a dream.
You sit with me in my silence
Our  Silence is embracing
Slowly, Sweetly, i want to give you my soul.
Intentionally, i want to lose my self to you.

©Tauhi_d
Tauhid Jul 2021
My words - they can be a Rose
Soft, with nice fragrance.
Beautiful, with the brightest color
Brave can live among thorns.

You could smell the fragrance of my words
You could douse it on your emotions,
You could wear it like Armor
It could protect you from hurt.

My words - they can be like thorns.
hard, rigid, And Cold to the soul.
ugly air with sharp, stiff ends,
Fearless! Vicious! Holds no prisoner

You could feel the bite of my words
As it tears you to shred- Tiny pieces
It undresses you- Stark naked
Leaving you bare - Skinless.

My words could also be soothing
Bringing out your best smile
Past pains & Hurt forgotten,
Words that created butterflies
Tastes like honey, even without a taste.

But now, my words - Ode to wasted time
Of Classical Dirges - platinum Records?
Laughs, Vibes and Late Nights - rinse and repeat.
The truth of thine word couldn't set you free.


©Tau_hid
Tauhid Jun 2021
Of silent muffled sounds,
Of present pains and future yearnings,
Of casted long gazes,
Of deep hurtful longing.

Of memories buried 6 feet,
Of dreams that would never be,
Of well laid sheets,
Of familiar rumples gone forever.

Of flesh turned to dust,
Of a journey barely started,
Of for better for worse,
Of till death do us part.

Pain of a widow..

©Tau_hid
Tauhid Jun 2021
Mirror oh mirror can you hear me speak?.
Are you content with the silence in my reflection?

Oh mirror, should i draw back the curtains?
Should I open the windows widely?
Maybe you could see the pains etched on my skin?

Mirror oh mirror should i throw a stone at you?
Maybe in your cracks you could see little pieces of me?
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