Beauty & Meaning

Love doesn't happen fast, It takes a while for love to build, The pace of love subtle, slowly compounding with time, Love doesn't happen suddenly, nor does it happen out of the blues, Love takes a while to compound, only lust happens fast.      ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

The pace of love of isn't always fast, Sometimes, it sweeps you off your feet, few times, you won't see it coming, Most times, it takes quite a while,  Truly, it takes some time to know, like, and love another soul, True love takes its time, only lust is fast. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Time slips from our grasp slowly,    In the idle times we aren't aware of, Those moments that we are laid back, Lost in the moment, without be present, Time doesn't slip away on our conscious moments, She slowly and quickly, before our very eyes. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Many thoughts in the mind, none can be fleshed out,  The brain is busy and noisy, silencing every thoughts,  Trying to put ink on paper,  an herculean task to do, When the mind is blocked, the artist becomes numb. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Stress and fatigue,  Twins of exhaustion, Slowly they creep into lives, And destroy its health and peace. Stress and fatigue,  The axe of mental breakdown, Slowly they hack down the body, Till its foundation is destroyed. Stress and fatigue,  Emissaries of death, Slowly they eat the mind, Till the body is becomes dead. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Love doesn't happen on the first day,  It's not a baseless feeling without control,  It takes a while to know a soul,  after which, love is sown, Love takes a while to grow, like a seed, it must be nurtured till it blossom.  ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com