Beauty & Meaning

Night mood, so good,  Alone on my bed,  Thinking of you, Memories of our tryst, Still fresh on my mind, How we made love,  All through the night, My heavy thrusts, Your quirky moans, The screams of our climax, Almost brought the roof down, Maybe another night, not tonight, We will recreate memories past, Of our moody nights. © Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com

We can't predict what life brings to us, Good or bad, Sweet or bitter, no one can say, Life's cards can be unpredictable,  Even when we have worked all the cards in our favour,  Life's card deals with us differently, even for identical people. 

Don't give your heart on a platter,  Don't listen to empty flatter, Don't succumb to the pressure of lust, Don't always trust your feelings, Don't be carried by the wave of the moments, Love doesn't happen in a haste, It takes time to happen. © Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com

The worries of today, moved to tomorrow, Sleeping late, waking up in a rush, Always pensive, the mind always ruminating,  Time passes by, without your notice, Always lost in thought, not in the present, Always all the run, with no destination, This is not normal living, it a life of anxiety. © Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Meet me in the middle, With an open mind, Set aside differences, We're the same kind...  Our skins are different,  But love will bind, Our races aren't the same, Let's leave hate behind. Different faith and cultures, They make us blind, Meet me in the middle,  For the sake of mankind, © Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com.

It Caught her unaware, captured her mind, Enchanted her soul, the shiny stuff, She moved closer, crawling towards it, Determination in her eyes, undeterred in her, Till she fell off the bed, and let out a whiny cry, The minds of toddlers, are easily fascinated. © Toobrightanthony  📸 @pexels.com

Searching the soul is one hell of a job, You dig through heaps and piles of memories,  All shades of debris you will encounter,  leaving you stained or bruised, sometimes leading to sobs or smiles too, Searching the soul is a necessary job,  It's by searching our souls, we get to know it. © Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

How to write, what to write, The dilemma writers face, Some times, you're sure,  Other times, you're blocked, You pen in hand, pages are blank, Deep down, you're lost, The wand is broken, the magic is gone, Still you have to perform a trick, Maybe doubt is an important part of the process, It's the doubt, thar fuel the ink. © Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com

Their day is torrid, their night is scary, Their mind is going crazy, it knows no peace, They betrayed the love of others, They made a game of genuine affections, They made eyes shed tears, and made souls cold, Twilight is here, the games are over, They seek love to have, it eludes them still, Their past is gone, but it haunts them still, The soul of a heartbreaker, knows no peace. © Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com

She still haunt his dreams,  He sees her in all the women he sees, Even after deleting all her histories, His conscience is still not free, No peace for a heartbreaker. She can't get rid of him, Even after many years still,  She keeps searching for him, In every man she meets, No peace for a heartbreaker. No peace for a heartbreaker,  The find it hard to sleep,  They are burdened by deceit, Their conscience is never at ease. No peace for aheartbreaker. © Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com

Time flies,  Even if you don't,  Take the nudge,  Don't be laid back. Time flies, Tick by tick, It doesn't stop, Or take a blink. Time flies, Even if you wait, It doesn't wait for you, It just keep moving. Time flies, Day by day, Month by Month, Till years are gone by. © Toobrightanthony  📸@@pexels.com

The brain is burdened, with stormy thoughts,  The eye is heavy, with rivers of tears, The mind is numb, dry as desert, The soul is shattered, the heart is broken, A solitary confinement, still feel crowded, A lot of conversations in the head, no spoken words, The day is dark, the night is scary, Suspense and anxiety, all felt at once, This is what heartbreak can do to you. © Toobrightanthony  📸 @@pexels.com

 The pages of my old book, Hold my memories of yesterday, Every smile, every tear, Every person who came my way... Every thoughts that led me here, Even those that made me sway, And the ones that got me nowhere,  Each day, a new page is away, As you journey through the years. © Toobrightanthony  📸@@pexels.com

So common, that we have forgotten how great it's, Without it, we will return to the dust, from where we came, The substance that keep us alive, yet still, we hardly appreciate it, Only in illness do we value, then we  pay for us to breath, The gift of breathe is free, but without it, we cease to exist. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony 📸@pexels.com

May is here, it happened so fast,  time cannot be held down, Just like yesterday, the year started slow, Click by click, day and night,  The fifth month is here, Just like that, the year passes by, May is here, start acting now. © Toobrightanthony  📸©️pexels