Beauty & Meaning

Through the shadows, the year passes by, A child is born, he cries and crawls, following his shadows along. He soon becomes a teen, that jumps and play, about, watching his shadow grow with him, He keeps growing still, as his shadow grows. He soon become a man, with obligations and commitments, still his shadows remains, Going about with him, without sharing in his realities. Soon he starts a family, and keeps growing still, Now with different shadows, that accompany him about, as he grows still. Now in old age, sitting beneath a tree, Looking across the wall, facing his shadow on it, He is wondering where the years went to, how he go here still, Through the shadows, the years passes by. © Toobrightanthony 

Love isn't perfect, it comes with it issues, It's not ideal as the picture we have in our imaginations, It's not faultless as the stories we have read in romance novels, It's not always sweet as the pictures we see on media, It's not always rosy as we have been made to believe,  Love isn't perfect, but it's beautiful still. © Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

We weep for the dead, then quarrel with the living, We only love people, when they are gone, Give them their flowers now, show them you love, It mustn't be grand, it's the thought their counts,  Show them love now, that they can feel it, So when they live, you won't feel guilty. ✍️© Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Fast paced world, nothing stay same, The more things change, the more they remain the same, The quest for civilisation, innovations and inventions, Mankind frustration, after many evolutions, Many changes have occurred, no much difference from before, The more things change, the same they remain. © Toobrightanthony. 📸@pexels.com

Seeking for a miracle, the blessings of the Almighty, The midas touch of wonder, manifesting grace and glory, We all seek for it, that divine essence, We pray and hope to find, the blessings of the most high one, Maybe we already have it, yet we don't know it, The life we live is a blessing, the first miracle of our existence. ✍️© Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

The growth you seek, is in your acts and deeds, Your daily actions and activities, brings you closer to it, little daily efforts, consistently done with time, Soon it gets to the tipping point, the surface that's seen, The growth you seek, doesn't happen overnight, The growth you seek, will take work and time. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony 📸@pexels.com 

Living a lie, a laborious life, You cut and crop, to slay for the gram, Faux class and hype, just to feel among, Empty words and lies, to feel fly, Spending into debts, to impress others, At the end, it comes crashing, it was all lies, Living a lie, a life of vain and pain. ✍️© Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Love all, not a few, Show love to all but none, Be cheerful to every not some, Be kind to any, not just yours,  Be humane,  to all and sundry. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony 📸@pexels.com 

No one loves losing, but it's part of life, No one loves crying, but we all shed tears, No one loves sadness, but it's the human reality,  No one wants to be lonely, but it happens to all, Negative experiences are normal, they are part of our existence. ✍️© Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com

Straight up blank mind, nothing is popping out,  I tried all I could, it's just dry and hard, Like a deserted river, my muse is dry, The words are lost, no rhythm or rhymes, I know it's for a while, like other times, This block is sad, but it's part of the craft. ✍️© Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com  #writer'sblock 

The burden of love, we all carry all about,  Searching and longing, sometimes we don't find, Simple and complex, it comes in different forms,  Joy, laughter, tears and silence, it comes with different emotions,  The burden of love, a baggage we all bear. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸 @pexels.com