Beauty & Meaning

Inspiration comes and go,  Once it's here, then it's gone, It doesn't wait, pause or informs, It's a wave that comes once in while, Like a masterpiece that is created just once, Inspiration is a flame, that dissipates before it arrives. ✍️© Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Empty souls immune to hurts, Deep within, is an abyss of bile, Several hurt, have deadened their emotions, They cannot feel pain, they have lost memory of it, Love and care, is an alien to them, They don't fear death, it's same as living, These are numbed souls, and they live amongst us. ✍️© Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com

 The cost of love depends on the buyer, He is cheapened and exploited by the seller, His naivety is feasted upon till he is bled dry, yet he won't be loved, The price of love cost a lot, when you're blinded by love. ✍️© Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Show your love to the living, the dead can't feel love, Express your feelings to the living, the dead are numb to it, Say your thoughts to the living, the dead are deaf and dumb, Give flowers to the living, not when they're dead. ✍️© Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

The idle periods, the lost moments we aren't aware of,  That is when, our time passes by, the most precious assets, we can't replenish, The idle periods in our lives, the blocks of time, the escape from our grasp, The periods we lost consciousness of time, are the idle periods of our lives. © Toobrightanthony 

Not all love in all, not all love at all, Some love in words, some love in thoughts, Some act their love, some act their thoughts, Some cannot love at all, some are just bored, The concept of love, is different to all. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony 📸@pexels.com

Rain drops, cold night, Steamy room, warm bed, Two souls, different thoughts, It's going to be an erotic affair.  Rain drops, sensual night, High feelings, charged emotions, I want to hold you in my arms, It's going to he an erotic affair. Rain drop, cosy night, Take her to the highest height, Let your screams reach the sky, Till you exhaust all your might. ✍️© Toobrightanthony  📸 @pexels.com

Many thoughts to write,  A few comes to mind, Your try to force it out, It's all dark and blank. Many stories to tell, None is easy to find, It all deserted your mind, It's all dark and blank. Many prompts and cues, So many you're confused,  You can't find any to use, It's all dark and blank. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

August is here, the 8th month of the year, Nothing to hate, just love to give, Slowly time travels, speedily the year travels, As the year wraps up, humanity is pumped up, It's the 8th month of the year, life goes on. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony 📸@pexels.com