Beauty & Meaning

Lost in the past, caged in memories, Reliving events, in a continuous cycle, Absent from the present, living in auto pilot, Farfetched from reality, a repeated existence, Many souls are caged, in the memories of yesteryears, Only a few exist, in conscious present. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Well woven tales, woven in time, It tells stories of eons and epoch, Projecting conquest and foibles of sons of men, Even after many generations, its essence remains.  Well woven tales, are priceless gems,  Well woven tales are timeless pearls. ✍️© Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com  #freestyle 

Bushy thoughts, riddled with torns, A busy mind, like a foggy cloud, Plethora of gifts, burdens the mind, Clarity is the gift that  opens other gifts. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

People show us who they are. But we choose to believe in their lies. Their identity is revealed in their actions, not In their words. Nor, in their delusions of who they think they're.  Don't be blinded by their lies. It's a smokescreen for disguise. Theit true colours is revealed in  their little acts and deeds of daily existence,  Don't believe their words. Their actions are who they are. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony 📸@pexels.com 

It was yesterday the year started,  Few days later, it's almost gone, How did the time go, one can tell, It's a matter of time, time will tell. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

I can't find the words, to express my thoughts, Neither can i give an image, to my creations, The mind is blank, blocked and without light, The passion is dry, the muse has gone cold, There's a mountain blocking my flow, Soon enough, it will disappear as before. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony 📸@pexels.com