Beauty & Meaning

Another rotation is winding up, 365 days, round the sun, Nature holds no cognisant of it, It's a normal process that do occur. Man holds it to a premium, The mark and celebrate it always, With cheers and fireworks in the air, Setting aims and goals, that goes unfulfilled. It's the time of the year again, When promises and declarations are made, With high hopes, but little zeal to work, They pray for rain, but can't handle the mud. The year is winding down again, Another 365 rotation round the sun, It's the same craze all over like previous years, Nothing changes, if you don't change. ©️Toobrightanthony 📸 @pexels.com

The year is winding down, just like other years, Slowly but surely, another 365days wraps ups It was just like yesterday, when we ushered in the year, With cheers, laughters, and fireworks filling the sky, Hopes were high, wishes was poured our, goals were written,  Now it's all wrapping up, with highs and lows, losses and wins, No matter the taste of the year, sweet, bitter, sour, or bland, It will still wrap up, and usher in a new year,  The year is winding down.  ©️Toobrightanthony. 📸 @pexels.com

Joy to the world, The saviour's gift to all, The gift of Christmas, To share and to care, For all barring none, Spreading love and light, Sharing hugs and smiles, Meeting with friends and family, Not neglecting outsiders, Joy to the world, It's the season of Christmas. © Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com

Christmas is in the air,  I can smell it everywhere, The songs, rhymes and feeling, It's that time of the year again.  Christmas is in the air, A time to see, meet and greet, To share gifts, laughter and hugs, A time to be merry and cheerful. Christmas Is In the air, Spread love to the world's end,  Don't hate, or withhold love, It's the essence of the season. Christmas Is In the air, Let the song be heard, Let the love be felt, By everything that has breathe. © Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com

Jingle bells jingle bells, Let's love fill the air, Show everyone love and care, Even those that you don't know. Jingle bells, jingle bells, A time to heal and forgive, Hold no grudges or ill feelings, Let love heal your pains. Jingle bells jingles bells, Capture every memories, Let it fill your diary, It becomes your history. ©️Toobrightanthony 📸pexels.com 

Jingle bells Jingles bells,  Christmas is in the air, A time to spread love and care, To everyone thar breathes air. Jingle bells, Jingle bells, Another Christmas is here again,  Let's love lead the fanfare,  Spread love to the world's end.  ©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com

Not going back to yesterday, It's gone and past, like previous days, I made mistakes and learnt my lessons,  I was a different soul then, filled with naivety, I fumbled and stumbled, through bumps and edges, To get to where I am, a present better state, Shame and regrets, I have felt and forgotten,  It's no use going back to yesterday,  I was a different person then. © Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com.

Amidst the low, you persist,  Keep on the fight don't accept defeat, life is a field, it must be tilled, Daily you must nurture it,  Bit by bit, drop by drop, You must water daily, Stay alive, only the living can win. ©️Toobrightanthony. 📸@pexels.com

You will never be enough, For the one that love you not, No matter your deeds of love, It won't matter much to them, There will always be a fault, Even if you're most perfect of all, It's not a fault of yours, You're not the one they love. © Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com

Filtering rays of sunshine, Brighten up my day, My heart swells with hope and pride, Keen for the glories coming my way... I spread my hands broad and wide, Welcoming the blessings screaming yay! The day is fair like a virgin bride, Opportunities abound, don’t throwaway, It's a new day, Filled with different fate, Be steady and focused, don't be swayed. ©️Toobrightanthony. 📸@pexels.com.

Life pleasant moments, and beautiful memories,  Are usually ordinary and common,  Like the basic little things, that we rarely hold dear to heart, The gift of a new day, the cry of a new born, The gift of friends, the presence of family, The gift of thought, and the ability to articulate your experience,  The gift of love, and the lessons of heartbreaks, The gift of nature, beautiful landscapes and wildlife, These all seems little, but possess immeasurable value, Life pleasant moments, are in the little things. © Toobrightanthony  📸 @pexels.com

It starts with a little lie, Then more little lies, Then a few more to cover it up, Then several more to sum it up, Then it deepens, becomes an habit, Then it gradually becomes your personality, Then finally becomes your identity, This is how liars are made.  ©️Toobrightanthony  📸Kelemen Boldizsar@pexels.com

A perfect life haven't been lived, A perfect love exist in thoughts movies, A perfect path haven't been explored, A perfect soul haven't been born, A perfect story, is edited and scripted, Perfection is an illusion of the mind. ©️Toobrightanthony  📸: Eva Brozini @pexels.com

After the thrill, love grows or goes, It thickens and deepens, or fades away, It coils into a knot, or loosen and breaks, It flows and grows, or dwindle and die, It flourish and burnish, or it's razed and burnt, It sweetens and and gladens, or becomes bilious and toxic, It deals and heals, or bleeds and kills, After a while, love takes a turn, It just never stay the same. ©️Toobrightanthony. 📸@pexels.com.

Freedom has a cost, It comes in forms and types, Blood, sweat, an hand or a limbs, It can be heavy, painful and teary, It is paid in full or in installments, It will cost you relationships and conflicts, And sometimes more too, No freedom comes without a cost. ©️Toobrightanthony 📸 :pixabay@pexels.com

Everyone has an opinion for you, Each with different opinion for you, Like a dish made by different cooks The taste will be of different spices, Everyone has a path they want you to follow, Even if it's doesn't leads to your destination, Like a lost soul you keep wandering, When you follow maps not designed for you. Everyone has a thought about you, The good, the bad, and other differing thoughts, like drugs differ, so do thoughts differ, Make sure you have a mind of your own. ©️Toobrightanthony. 📸@pexels

Love doesn't die, only lust dies after the thrill, It's a process that takes time, to grow and form, Burying It's roots, deep in the soil of the soul, It weaves and digs, to the branches of the heart, To form a grip, so strong to break or forgotten,  Love doesn't die, it lives to a very long time.  ©️@Toobrightanthony. 📸@pexels.com.

Friend to all, alien to self. You give your best to all, You leave nothing to yourself, Scared to hurt, available to sundry, Happy with others, angry with self, You can't say no, you fear their rage, A friend to all, an enemy to self. © Toobrightanthony  📸 @pexels.com

Gluttons dig their graves with their teeth, They bury themselves with each chunk they munch, They fatten and thicken till the day of slaughter, Expanding and increasing as they dig deeper into their graves, Gluttons dig their graves with their teeth, Till they are buried 6 feet deep. ✍@Toobrightanthony. 📸@pexels.com.

Take time to think, don't  make decisions in haste, Decisions made in a blink, end up in waste, Shun the crowd, the bandwagon trap, Their actions are bad, like a broke tap, Filter through your reasoning, a thought at a time, Your time is precious, it's worth more than a dime, Take your time to think, trust not your feelings, They may seem right , but usually end in failings. ✍Toobrightanthony. 📸@pexels.com

Sometimes it starts slowly,  Then it progresses Steadily, It surges up, or dries off with time, Love doesn't have a particular path. Other times it happens swiftly, Sweeping you off your feet unknowingly, It seizes your breath and hold your pulse, Then it crashes or deepens further more. Few times it happens accidentally, Out of the blues surprisingly, You still doubt its genuinty, Then it flounders or moves progressively. Love happens to us differently, No template suit all perfectly, Sometimes in the weirdest of places, We can’t choose our love fate. ✍@Toobrightanthony. 📸@pexels.com

The start of the week, a new story to wrote, Don't dwell on the wins or regrets of last week, Take it, head on, don't relax, just take charge, There's no reward for lagging behind, Be bold and strong, fortune favours the bold. ✍@Toobrightanthony. 📸@pexels.com.

The 11th month of the year, November is its name, It has 30 days,  Just like April, June and September, The penultimate month to year end, Like it blew past us unnoticed, It's funny how fast the year flies, You wonder where did the years go, It's funny how the year passes away. ✍@Toobrightanthony. 📸 @pexels.com

Rewind, repair, rejuvenate after a hard day, Relax, unwind, chill and have fun, free your mind, Rethink, reevaluate, come with better thoughts,  Retrace, plan again, a trip to past, to get a better grasp, Rebound, return, give it another try, Just take a break, from a busy life. ✍@Toobrightanthony 📸 : Anna shvets @pexels.com

Beauty by pain, a mural of tears and sorrows, A canvass of regrets, painted with mistakes,  A sculpture of scars, with carvings of tortures, With each stroke of the brush, the hurts come alive,  A pallette of deep pains, filled with heartbreaks,  The artful cracks, a passage for rivers of tears, The masterpiece you see, was crafted by series of pain.

Quiet, still, peace silence, Tranquility at its peak, The state of the human mind, Where thoughts are filtered, Where words are evaluated. Quiet, calm and serenity, Elements become still, Clarity is easy to feel, Awareness is easily gotten, The mind is light and free. Quiet, noiseless and stillness,  Heartbeats are clear to the ear, The wind is whistling clear, Quiet, peace and silence, A state every man should experience. ✍@Toobrightanthony. 📸 : nicollazi xiong@pexels.com

The wall of the hospital, an encyclopedia of human woes and throes, It has heard the most wishes, and listened to the sincerest of prayers, It has eavesdrop on the worst confessions, and knows a lot of secrets, It has jubilated to joy and happiness, and wept for sorrow and sadness,  It has seen hope and desperation, and experienced frustration and despair, It has seen many births, and felt many deaths,  The wall of the hospital, and encyclopedia of the human experience. ✍@Toobrightanthony 📸 : vidal Balielo Jnr@pexels.com

Time doesn't wait for anyone,  Even for its greatest buddies,  It eludes those that have mastered it,  And tricks those that understands it. Time doesn't take a break, It moves endlessly at its own pace, It doesn't look back or wait, It just move, and doesn't wait. Time value is inestimable,  It worth is immeasurable, It cost varies with time, And sometimes it can be high. Time is a gift to all, Same 24rs , no one is left out,  Some keep seeking extra of it, 24hrs is enough for all  © Toobrightanthony 

Mistakes, we all make one, maybe more, none is immune, Even the best of us, is not left out, It's part, of our learning curve, Even after preparation, it do occur, from clumsy ones, to avoidable ones, Each of us, have a pile of them, from when we are young, even in old age, Even when we deny, it stares us in our eyes, Mistakes are bound to be made, a fact we cannot avoid, Learning from it, is a must progress. ✍@Toobrightanthony. 📸:@pexels.com

Don't let them tell you ; you can't, Don't let them limit you with their minds, Don't buy into their fears and insecurities,  Don't let the cloud blind your vision,  Don't let their reality be your expectations, Don't let their words become your thoughts, Don't just give in, don't bend to their will. ✍@Toobrightanthony 📸 @pexels.com

Life isn't fair, it's not an ideal plot, Everyone has their battle to fight,  No one is left out from the arena, Some find it hard, some easily thrive, Chance and luck, can determine a lot, No one tells knows where they reside, Or can we decide, our parents from start, The lottery of birth, a game of chance. ✍@Toobrightanthony 📸 : Rene Asmusen@pexels.com

Wear a smile, so bright and wide,  Don't let your mind wander into dark times, Feed your mind, with fun and good vibes, Learn from life, a step at a time, Look deep down, inside you, where happiness abound, Create memories filled with pleasant stories,  Be grateful for all, the little and the great, Wear a smile, it's  the perfect fragrance.

The atmosphere is stale, Hostility is rife, Words are filled with bile, Love no longer lives here. Once it was all fun and laughter, Cheers of passion and sexual actions, Now it's all dry, pale and boring,  Love no longer lives here. Fake smiles in the public eyes, Keeping appearance to keep the lies, At home it's cold words and strife, Love no longer lives here. Love no longer lives here, It was never here at first, It was a boutof lust and Infatuation, Time is up, it is all gone. ✍@Toobrightanthony.  📸 @pexel.com

After the honeymoon,  love is put to test, Through the fire of reality,  To test its strength and toughness. After the honeymoon, Emotions evaporates away, The bubble is burst by fact, Love no longer blinds the eyes, After the honeymoon, It becomes all clear, The hidden angel or monster, Is known for who they are. @Toobrightanthony. 📸@pexels.com.

The eyes can't see itself,  That's why we can't see our faults, We easily see the faults of others, While we ignore our blemishes, It's a prevalent human nature, To spot the sand in people's eyes, And ignore the logs in our eyes, Our blind spots blinds us from us, Our eyes cannot see itself.  ✍@Toobrightanthony 

Tears :The downpour from the clouds of the heart, Tears : The rupture of the dam, situated in the heart. Tears: The overflow of joy that can't be contained by the heart. Tears : When the heart is squeezed to its limits, Tears : Words that the can't say, nor the heart bear. © Toobrightanthony. 📸 @pexels.com.

Nature is brutal, like wild, crass, deadly and brutal, Predators feed on prey, the strong kill the weak, It's the survival of the fittest,  it's nature's creed, Myriad of weapons : talons, teeth and fangs, Tear, bites and strikes, screams, shriek and roars, Nature is wild, and it's cool like that. ✍© Toobrightanthony  📸: pixabay@pexels.com

It creeps unto you slowly, a spell at a time,  Sorcery of laziness, thinking you have time in your grasp, Soon it takes over, all your plans and goals for the year are no more, All the promises you made to yourself are fading away before your eyes, Like a smoke from an extinguished flame, The darkness of your failure is becoming thicker and heavier, Weighing you down, deeply sinking you into the abyss of your confusion, The curse of indecision is a spell that you cast by procrastinating each time you were meant to take action, Only your thoughts can defeat it, only your action can defeat it. ✍@Toobrightanthony. 📸 Mikhail Nilove@pexels.com

Dry words with no meaning, Blank thoughts without feelings, The story doesn't adds up, lyrics is gone, The lines are bland, it doesn't rhyme, The ink is dry, the mind is a desert, Once it was fertile, it was all full flowing, It's writers' block, the thief that steals creativity. ✍@Toobrightanthony. 📸 @pexels.

No one tells you the full details, Of their success and failures, The part of the picture that was edited, That will make their story imperfect. No one really tells you, Their unfair advantages, Their lucks and privileges, That made their lives easier.  No one tells you about stories of failures, The almost had, and nearly misses, The unlucky ones that tried more than the victors, Those thar their failures wasn't their faults. No one tells you about life grey areas, The silver lining and blurred lines,  The complexities and diversities of life, Because life isn't simple or black and white.  © Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com

Humans are funny beings, We all want different things, One man trash, another man treasure, We are the same, but different, Our goals and dreams converge and contrast, We need each other to survive,  Like interlocked edges we must interact,  Even if being alone is our pride, We still need each other to thrive. ✍@Toobrightanthony 📸 : Min An @pexels.com

First time in love The thrill is high, It's all cool and fun, butterflies fills the tummy. First time in love, So perfect without spot, Infatuation and lust,  Blinds the eyes. First time in love, Too true to be a lie, Love bombing and smiles Hides blinds our mind. First time in love, Can hurt after a while, Honey period is gone, Reality opens your eyes. ✍@Toobrightanthony. 📸: ketut subiyanto@pexels.com

Shining yellow sun, ushering in a new day, The roster crows, the day has begun, Another 24hrs, filled with many moments, And different feelings, and varying emotions, Another day to live, with details to fill in, Take charge and lead, conquer and relish, Enjoy each day to its peak, Each day is is a new gift, live it to its fill. ✍@Toobrightanthony. 📸 @pexels.com

Silent wars, we all fight within,  Deep down, a war is waging us thin, It's a daily routine of flights and fights, Not physical, but it can be uptight, Some days you're fine, you're winning with smiles, Other days you're down, running the last mile, The silent wars we wage in our hearts, minds and souls, A unique battle, each soul to his own. ✍@Toobrightanthony. 📸 Ida Rizkha @pexels.

Closing eyes, body about to shut down, After a tiring long day, It's far spent, Vision is blurred, can't see well enough,  His hands trying to finish up his work task, He forgot he can be replaced, just like a tool, But he has to work still, or let his mind wander away. ✍@Toobrightanthony  📸 @pexels

Tick tock, says the clock, The sound of time, we have come to know, The rhythm is slow, so is the flow, A minute is long, it's 60 seconds,  It takes 60 ticks, and 360 degrees, A boring flow, So painful to watch, The passage of time, a tick a time, Slow to count, too fast to keep up with, In a twinkling of an eye, years are gone, The rhythms of time, a mystery to grasp. ✍@Toobrightanthony  📸 @pexels.

Life is like a rolled dice,  We all got different stakes, Some got an easy fate, Some got a fair fate, Some got not so easy fate, It's a game of luck,  Nothing is assured or given, Some may change their fates, Thus too, is still a game of luck, We usually determine our lucks, Still, nothing is assured or given, Stop comparing your fates,  You don't know their takes or pains. ✍@Toobrightanthony. 📸: skitterpro@pexels.com

I visited the hiding place of my younger years, This time, not in the flesh, I ran back under the bed in my little room, Hiding from my fears, traumas, and mistakes, Scared and anxious, breathing high, and thumping fast, It was just like when I hid from my childhood fears, This seems like a deja vu, like a movie I have been through, I am no longer that scared child, but I am still scared still. @Toobrightanthony 📸 : @canva

Trust your gut, it won't fail you, It has taken you through many evolutions, It has been trained by your mistakes, It has learnt from your bitter experiences. It has learnt to keep you safe, And sometimes make you pay for ignoring it admonitions, Whenever you're in doubt, always trust your guts. ✍@Toobrightanthony 📸@pexels.

My thoughts woke me up from my slumber, It drove sleep from my eyes, stole my rest, and gave me worries, It took my down the former path of the past,  Filled with murky-potholes of mistakes and trials,  It projected me to the future, making anxious of things beyond my grasp, Until I realise it is ruining my present, not making me aware of each moment,  I can only heal from the past, by being in my present, and preparing for the future. © Toobrightanthony  📸 : Darina Belonogova@pexels

It's okay to be beginner, making mistakes, and correcting them, It's ok to take baby steps, building strength, one step at a time. It's ok to be know to know it all, no one ever does actually, It's ok to ask questions, it's how you become wiser, It's ok to fail, because that's how learning takes place. ✍@Toobrightanthony. 📸: Yan Krakau@pexels.com