Beauty & Meaning

Junk of waste, spill over to the next, Incoherent vibes, nothing is connecting,  Bland and dull, lyrics without form, The words are stale, no rhymes or flow,  None will accept it, none will receive it, The fears you entertain, are all in your head. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Words form the skeleton of our thoughts,  Words give flesh to our imaginations, Words bring to life, the content of our minds, Words shape the view of our world, Words can build up and tear down, Only a fool, underestimates the power of words. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

A lot on your plate, Only a few is eaten, Time is no-man friend, It walks on its on pace. Maxed out calendar,  Numerous tasks to do, Time isn't enough, It finishes in a flash. The tasks are endless,  The list are endless,  Humans are reckless,  Time is boundless. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Lured by a buzz, Hooked by a story, Hijacked, yet unaware, It's the distraction trap. First it was a click, Then several others, The scrolling doesn't end, It's the distraction trap. You take the first step in, Then you are sucked in, It's a trap that steals time, It's the distraction trap. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Sleep at the setting of the sun, Wake with the rising of the sun, Follow the rhythm of the elements,  Be in tune with Nature. Follow the forest path  Feel the wind on your skin, Breathe in uncontaminated air, Be in turn with Nature. Walk in the rain, Take a bathe in a stream, Let nature be your therapist,  Be in tune with nature.  ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Clusters of our memories, fill our minds,  Histories of different times, held in boxes of tine, The stories replays itself, when we encounter a semblance of it, When we fall asleep, it replays in our dreams, Clusters of our memories, are clusters of our lives. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com