Beauty & Meaning

Last day of November, A lot to remember, The next day is december,  This is just a reminder.  Last day of November, How is the journey so far, It can still get better, Don't give up or shatter. Last day of November, Reflect and be sober, Don't be angry or bitter, Be grateful in every weather. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

The moments in time, is what matters most, not the length of the time, The content of the moments, the essence, the meaning, is what we hold on to, The amount of time, means nothing if its moments are bland, and without meaning, The memories and stories of our lives, are stored in moments in time. ✍️© Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

I travel through my pen, navigating through histories, memories, thoughts and stories, I sail with my ink, to various destinations, heights, era, moods and feelings, I ride through the crevices of minds and souls, digging out memories, pleasant and unpleasant,  Writing is a journey, that is quite unpredictable.  © Toobrightanthony 

Life is filled with a lot of ordinary moments, That we experience on a daily basis, These moments have become so common, That we take them all for granted,  We rarely appreciate these moments,   Because we believe they don't matter, But these daily ordinary moments, Make up a significant part of our lives. ✍️© Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Many things we cannot tell, Many things are left untold, A lot of wonders in the world, Many beyond our comprehension, Some we have learned and discovered, Others  we cannot fathom or explain, Life is simple as it is, but it is filled with mystery still. ✍️© Toobrightanthony. 📸@pexels.com. 

We find love in weird places, We find happiness in unexpected situations, We find meaning in the simple things, We find strength in the weakest vessels, Yet we keep seeking for complexities, Life isn't complex, humans are complex. ✍️© Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com

A troubled mind, always on the run, Can't be in the present, anxious of tomorrow,  Anticipates the known, afraid of the unknown,  Always running with thoughts, can't be at ease, Lost in the moment, imagining the future,  A troubled mind is a cell, that prisons the soul. ✍️© Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

A lot to be grateful for, but only few we remember,  From the breaking of a new day, the gratitude begins, The gift of life, and sound health,, The gift of family, friends and well wishes, All these we take for granted, but they are worth more than a lot, A lot to be grateful for, but only few we remember. © Toobrightanthony 

The joy within knows no bounds, Plethora of words cannot spell it out, The elation of my soul, makes me mum, My baby is one, i can't keep quiet. A lot to say , a lot to be thankful for, From conception to delivery was God's grace, A gift from the Almighty, i am eternally grateful, My daughter is one, i won't keep shut. A formidable force, majestic in her strides, Ebullient and strong, with her gracious strides, A beauty to behold, with an awesome mind, Abigail my love, the world will marvel at your greatness. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Words not spoken, thoughts not broken, they just lay fallow, deep down within. Love not given, love not requited, it just laden the hearts, with weight of waste. Forgotten dreams, abandoned ambitions, they all bother the soul, with pain and regrets. A life not lived, a wasted life, all troubles the mind, a sad life. ✍️© Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Peace has a price, It cost a lot to have a still mind, To be with yourself alone is costly, But it is worth every dime. Peace has a price, It comes with different tags, Sometimes comes with a fight, But it is worth every dime. Price has a price, It's different for each one, Protect your peace with might, Because it is worth every dime. ✍️© Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com