Beauty & Meaning

Christmas is for you, christmas is for me, Christmas is for everyone, out there in the streets, Spread the love round, none should be left out,  The season of christmas, the season of loving and sharing, Share the love around, let's Christmas be felt about. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony  📸@pixabay

Life is a mystery, we all keep searching,  No guidelines or scripts, just flow with your will,  If you are lost in between, change the track of your path,  When you have find your path, lead others to theirs,  Life is a mystery, no one completely understand it. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony 📸@pexels.com 

Finish what you started,  Wrap up the year on high, Don't linger or delay, The year is wrapping up. Take little steps, Take giant steps, Make each step count, The year is wrapping up. Be grateful for the wins, Learn from the losses,  Be grateful for life, The year is wrapping up. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony 📸@pexels.com 

Brisk writing,  Keep it short, Let it make sense,  Be smart and concise. Brisk writing, Keep it clean,  Let it be short, Straight to the point. Brisk writing,  Be clear as water,  Make it easy to read, Don't bore your readers. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Christmas is here, Spread love not hate, Give hugs not punches, Wear smiles, not frowns. Christmas is here, Share gifts and cheers, Show love and care, Let the season be felt. Christmas is here, Let the cheers go round, To everyone you see, Let no one be left out. © Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Christmas is a love affair for all and sundry Not just for our friends, kith and kin, But for every single soul out there in our faces, The season of Christmas knows no race, tribe or colour,  It's a season of love, and all should be loved. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Christmas is in the air, A beautiful fanfare, It's fun and cheers, It's the season of jingling bells. Christmas is the air,  It's a love affair,  A lot of love to share, It's the season of jingling bells. Christmas is in the air, Reach out to fam and friends, Reach out to random folks too, It's the season of jingling bells. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

The easy road is taken by many, Its demands aren't that much, Just follow the same path as others, The easy road, is filled with certainty. The easy road is everywhere, Its trail is not difficult to find, It doesn't demands or expect much, There's nothing uncommon about it. The easy road is open to all, Only a few refuses Its lure, Many choose it because of fun, At the end, it comes with a cost. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Some days you're strong, some days you're weak,  Some days you find your groove, sometimes you're looking for a spark, Most days you win, other days you're missing on the podium,  It's a natural flow, it comes and it goes. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Free the mind to explore unhinged, Let it explore new grounds and terrains, Mindlessly without limits and boundaries,  Let it navigate the past, present, and future, Visiting forgotten crannies, loops and stories,  Free the mind to explore itself,  That's how it will know itself. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Write the first line , it will not be perfect, Write another, it may be boring,. Write the third line, it may have no rhythm,  Write the fourth, then many more, Go with the flow, then wrap it up, This is how you start writing.  ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Creativity starts from the mind, deep down, inside uncharted quarries, Sometimes it starts from your sight, your vision prompting your soul, Other times it comes from other sources, random thoughts, ideas, or even from the genuis of others, Creativity cannot be predicted, it has a mind of its own.  ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

The perfect art, The engine of procrastination, That stifles and crumbles genuis, And gets nothing done. The perfect art,  The frustration of artist,  The curse of many, That bury ambition. The perfect art, No one ever did it, None will ever do it, No art is ever perfect . ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

The silent groaning of a lonely heart, Can only be heard by those that have travelled similar path, It takes solidarity to resonate with some experience,  Only those that have travelled certain path can relate with its steepy traps. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

My smiling cutie,a gift from God, Beautiful in flesh, pleasant in soul, Always smiling, no dull moments,  She lights the world, with her infectious smile,  My smiling cutie, my second daughter,  Just like the first, she is a wonderful soul. © Toobrightanthony 

Mystery calls, a lot unknown, Many to discover, little to find, A lot to discover, an unending search, The bane of the soul, many paths uncharted, A puzzle to solve, an encrypted journey,  The mysteries of life, a perpetual case. ✍️© Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Our health is a gift, that we must preserve, So common it's, we downplay its role, The healthy body has many wishes, A sick person has just one wish, An healthy life is gem, only the sick know its worth, Our health is gift, our health is our wealth. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Simple love, soft and untethered, Free it is, no conditions or strings, Straight from one heart, to another,  From one loving soul, to another,  The kind of love we should give,  The kind of love we should receive,  Simple love is real, simple love is the deal. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Last day of the November, The days travelled fast,  Nights were short trips, The year is far spent, Within a short stretch, Times waits for no one, Life halts for no soul, If you wait or stall, The years will pass you by. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

A little time we all have, To live, laugh, learn and love, Our time here aren't the same A little time, we all have. A little time we all have. To live our lives to the fullest, And leave our footprints behind, A little time, we all have. A little time we all have, To exhaust our gifts and talents, To give back all we were given, A little time we all have. ✍️© Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

The departed ones still live in our hearts, In the capsules of memories we have archived, In the thoughts we relive in our minds,  In the histories and stories we shared with them, They reappear in familiar events, faces and places, To remind us of their essence and influence,  The departed ones haven't left, they live in our hearts. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony 📸@pexels.com 

The wisdom of the crowd, A herd of thoughtless souls, An army of whimsical actions, A mob of unfair justice, A bandwagon of devastating consequences, A circuit of thoughtless emotions, The wisdom of the crowd is foolishness to the wise. © Toobrightanthony  📸@Google.com

When the music stop, the party ends, Everyone departs, when the merry and fun stops, In dark times, no friends can be found, In happy times, the table is full, The irony of life, a sad reality, When you want to party, patty with those that remained. © Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

A scattered mind, unbalanced and scattered,  Like a monkey it jumps, on different branches, It can't be calmed, it's so jam-packed,  Its focused is lost, to different likes, The scattered mind, a graveyard of talents.  ✍️© Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Stay calm, breathe in, Let air flow in and out, Visit the sites in your mind, This time is for yourself. Take a break, Pause your mind, Reflect over your life,  The time is for yourself.  Take a walk, Alone with yourself, No phones or tech,  This time is for yourself.  ✍️© Toobrightanthony  📸 @pexels.com 

You best work comes on ordinary days,  Just like your every other work, It's a common work with your unique touch, It's a sum of consistent daily effort,  A product of everyday creativity,  Your best work isn't special,  It's the harvest of previous works. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Food for thought, for the famished soul,  A banquet and feast, to fill the mind, The ignorant soul, dies of  starvation, A simple soul, eats a little,  A deep soul, searches for more, Food for thought, is not for all. ✍️© Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

The disliked ones are the bold ones, The odd ones that spare not the truth, They seek no friend or favour of any kind, Their words are void of deception and deceit, The disliked ones are the black sheeps in our lives.  ✍️© Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Digging through the turf of the mind,  Through memories, histories and stories, A lot to unearth, to relive and visit, To get a feel of what you once felt, To understand what you didn't know,  Digging through the mind, an exercise for sane mind. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Somedays you won't find your rhythm, You will find it hard to write a simple line, A lot of words you have but nothing can be coined,  The harder you try, the harder it gets, Your pen will feel heavy in your hands, Even as your mind becomes dry and hard, It's not strange, it's ok to feel blank, It's a rite, all creative mind must pass. ✍️© Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Hope can be found in places we least expect,  In the darkest of places were no light can be found. In arid lands with parched grounds, a stream can be found if you hopefully search. In the coldest of nights, so frozen we are almost broken. We will find warmth when we look still. Hope can be found in the weirdest of places, just as finding a roots in the sky. ✍️© Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Write from your heart, from deep down unleash your genuis. Write from your head, coin and weave words into sweet and meaningful stories. Write what you see, let your sight, power your ink. Write for others, let their stories fuel your passion. Write in any story, give it a touch of your magic. ✍️© Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

So fast you can't catch it, So slow when you are waiting for it, Each slowly ticks away in little moments,  Soon the year is gone without you noticing,  That's a fast a year can elapse. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Sleepy eyes, Call it a night, Go to bed, The day is done. Sleepy eyes, Nature is calling, Answer her call, Rest your body. Sleepy eyes, Close your eyes,  Dream sweet dreams, It's time to sleep.  ✍️© Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Drop the phone, Be with yourself alone, Engage your soul, Be in the present. Drop the phone, Listen to your soul, Understand your being, Get to know yourself.  Drop the phone, Leave it alone, Return to reality, Be present in your history. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Things will fall in their places, It's how nature works, Maybe not as we expected, but they wil surely do, They fit into different shapes and sizes, as ordained by nature, Sometimes we can influence, most times, it occurs on its own, Things will fall in their places, it's the law of nature.  ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Life is in phases, then in stages, It's lived daily, in moments and minutes, Life is in  phases, then in stages, It's filled with experiences, pleasant and unpleasant. Life is in phases, then in stages, It is a continuous process,  even after we stop living.  ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

The Love We all Seek. The love we all seek,  Untainted, real and true,  A kind of love that bears no strings, That accept us as we are and trust us, The kind of love that remains when the butterflies are gone, The love we all seek, is the love we should all give. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony ..... 📸@pexels.com

The concept of love, the oxygen of humanity, That sets us apart, from beast and birds, The medication for unseen wounds  The essence of our collective being,  The concept of love, summary of our existence.  ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

The body is meant for movement,  It was not created to be static,  We are meant to be on the move daily, that's why we have legs, It's a abnormal to be stagnant, it breeds laziness and sickness, The body is created for movement, so move your body today. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony 📸@pexels.com 

The best of us aren't perfect. They are humans with feelings and emotions. They are those that have failed and learned. They have worse days and downturn, They understand their strength and weaknesses, The best of us aren't perfect, they are just like the rest of us.  ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Free your mind, let it run wild, Take it to an open field, let it explore, Free from the shackles of beliefs and ideologies,  Let it encounter an untethered experience,  Free your mind, let it run wild, A freed mind, cannot be caged. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Write for a purpose, write for a cause, Write for fun, write for satire, Write your thoughts, write your feelings, Write your story,tell your history, Write in your muse, write with the flow, Write when you're bored, write when you're happy, Come what may, just keep writing. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Deep within, mystery lie, The deeper the thought, the bigger the mystery,  A lot is unearthed, memories are relived, Triumphs are defeats, all are lived through again,  This is why most minds don't dig, They fear the content of what lie within. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 📸

It steals your time and leaves you exhausted,  It engages your mind, and feed it junks, it keeps you busy, doing meaningless task, It steals your dreams, and leaves you empty, It steals your life, right in your eyes, The thief called distraction, steals more than your time. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Slippery slope, unending scroll, Trapped in, your mind is caged, From the first buzz, to many more, Notifications and information calling you, Pictures and videos of meaningless thoughts, Feeding your mind with garbage and dust, Time is gone, never to be gotten back,  This is how distraction steals your life. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Living for the day, a moment in time, One day at a time, no thought of the morrow, Existing in the present, unfazed by the future, Not anxious or perturbed, by the unknown,  Living for the day, a staple that eludes many. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Sometimes, the lines don't rhyme, Sometimes, the words don't form, Sometimes, it's bland, tasteless and crass, But few times, you will get it right,  It's all fine, it's bane of the creative mind. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Piece by piece, A clothe is woven, A meal is eaten, A task is accomplished. Piece by piece,  A castle is built,  A mountain is broken, It begins with a piece. Piece by piece,  An habit is built, A character is formed, A life is lived. ✍️©Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Wasted time is wasted life, A lost time isn't gotten back, Each day, life counts down, Our time is our life. Tick tick, the clock moves on, From the beginning, it hasn't stop, Even when we sleep, it keeps moving,  Our time is our life. 24hours a day, 7 days a week,  Soon it's a year, time isn't aware, Soon enough, a life is spent, Our time is our life. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony . 📸@pexels.com.