Beauty & Meaning

Cheers to the weekend,  A time to relax and enjoy, A time to unpack and unwind, A time to rest and swell. Cheers to the weekend,  A time to pause and reflect,  A time to think and introspect, A time to plan and prospect. Cheers to the weekend,  Let it be filled with fun, Reach out to kith and kin, Enjoy every bit of it. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Slow rhymes from the Friday night vibes, Take it slow till you hit the top of the crescendo, A little kiss, a soft caress till our bodies twine, Some slow thrusts, then harder ones, We won't stop, till our strength is gone, It's the friday night vibes, let's make love all night. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Rise in the morning, Rise up with the sun, Absorbing its energy, To power your day. Rise up at noon, When the sun is set, And the earth is bubbling, With energy and activities. Rise up in the evening,  When the sun is down, And the day is done,  Then you start your day. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

The endless search of finding love, Sometimes we find, or we get lost, Still we choose, to not give up, Hoping that one day, we will find, Finding love is a tedious job, Find yourself, to find love  ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

The day started long before you wake, Rise up, and join the train, The restless maze of the daily grind, Hustling and bustling to make ends meet, No time to live or to feel alive, In this fast paced existence of our daily living,  Maybe, we all should take a pause from living, And enjoy the essence of the life we were gifted. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

A new beckons, Prepare for it, Anticipate it, Enjoy it. A new week is here, Make use of it, Cherish the moments, A day , at a time. This is a new week, Work through it, Play through it, Make it count. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony  📸 @pexels.com 

Love at first sight, are lies from lustful mind, The body is yearning, the eyes is seeking The lustful soul, is seeking to feed, It's drawn by the pangs of lust,  Its actions are fueled, by the desires of sex, Love at first sight, it's a matter of time,  The bubble will bust, when lust is gone. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

We all have gifts, that was given to us from birth, Each gift is unique, just as our faces are, Some gifts may look similar, but they are never the same, Each gift is peculiar, it's our duty to nurture them, Your gift is your light, always let it shine.  ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pixabay.com 

Late night rant, It's raining tonight,  A lot on my mind, But I can't spill it out. Late night rant,  The mind is foggy, The brain is hazy, The pen is heavy.  Late night rant, It's a cold night, I won't say much, I will keep it short. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Hey blondie, You look Yummy, Don't dull your smile, It's worth more than rubies. Hey blondie, You look smashing,  Hot like a volcano,  Fierce as a flame. Hey blondie,  Your beauty is daunting,  Your curves are charming,  It keeps me longing. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony  📸@pixabay.com 

Wake up with the morning sun, Let the sun power your day, Start your day with Nature's spark, Fuel your body with Nature's cuisine, Relax and chill, and wear a smile, It's a new day, and a good day. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Rainy night,Steamy mind, High hormones,wet thoughts The body is tensed up, It's controlled by lust. Rainy night, heavy storms, An adventurous night,  A lot will be done, Till we get to the top. Rainy night, erotic vibes, Heavy thrusts, loud moans, With slow thrusts, then fast, We won't stop, till will pass out. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Finding focus, no easy a task, Many forces fighting for our attention,  An endless battle to capture our minds, From the dawn of the day, till the dusk of the evening,  Our attention is depleted, our focus is stolen,  Even when you're in control, your focus is not yours  ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Slowly but surely, the year is winding down,  It doesn't happen suddenly, but tick by tick, A tick at a time, minutes passes by,  A day is gone, the years passes by, It won't take long, a lifetime is lived, Slowly but surely, time will pass us by. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

The search for meaning,  The bane of humanity, An enduring pain, That aches every soul. The search for meaning,  The burden of the living, A persistent burden,  That all souls carry. The search for meaning,  The quest for relevance,  It takes different paths, But share similar feelings. © Toobrightanthony 

A Dad's love is seen but hardly heard. Their love is felt from distance apart, Love fuels their daily endeavour and existence,  They leave home early to source for resources,  Their labour makes homes homely, They take the least credit while doing the most work, Daddies love is beyond words. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pixabay.com 

Dads are humans ,and superheroes,  They wear their cape daily, without fail or complaints,  They break their backs, to mould our lives, They work overtime, so we can enjoy our time, They stay on course, no matter the cost , Dads are superheroes, that are unsung. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pixabay.com 

Their tears are hardly seen, Their fears are well hidden, They comfort all but themselves  They don't show weakness, Still they  are human, They are called Dads ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pixabay.com 

The deeds of dads, are numerous, but unnoticed, They hide their fears, to make us confident,  They hold back their time, to speed up ours The provide the fuel, that keeps the engine running,  They do a lot, but get few credits, The deeds of dads are hardly noticed, but becomes evident, at hindsight.  ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony 

To the ones that bear the brunt of the heavy lifting,  To the ones that their sacrifices is seen as normal, To the bridges that connect dreams to reality, To the ones that sacrifice themselves for the functioning of the family unit, To the "villains" in every dysfunction stories, Happy fathers' day to all the fathers out there. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pixabay.com 

The thoughts are scattered, it lacks form, The words are bland, it lacks taste,  The flow is broken, it lacks rhyme, The ink is dry, it can't write, The mind is hardened ,it lacks inspiration,  The river isn't flowing, it has been blocked.  ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

How time flies when we aren't aware of it, Slowly, but surely, it will fade away in our eyes, Seconds turns to minutes, minutes becomes hours,  Tick by tick, a lifetime is spent,  How time flies, When we don't mind it, Minding your time, is minding your life. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Rise up early, Be grateful for all, Plan out your day,  Before the world wakes. Rise up early, Exercise your body, Clear your mind, Before the world awakes. Rise up early, Hear your heartbeat, Feel your body move, Before the world wakes. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Take a walk, Clear your ahead, Empty your mind You will feel free. Take a walk, Listen to yourself,  Notice your mood, Understand yourself.  Take a walk, It's not just movement, It's beyond movement,  It's quite therapeutic.  ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com

Life is a series of adventures,  Sometimes similar, most times different,  Each day is a new adventure, that is familiar, but unique,  Sometimes we win ,other times we learn, No two days are the same, even if they look alike,  Take each day, as a fresh start, To either win, or learn. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

The frenzy starts from the morning,  Everything is fast, everyone is is on the move, Your legs are scampering, your mind is restless, Duty is calling, the world is moving,  This is a universal thingy, everyone is locked in, It's the beginning of the week, today is monday. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Start with a sketch, then another sketch,  Keep it going, don't break the line, A sketch at a time, a word at a time, Soon the picture will form, soon the words will flow, The search for inspiration, an endless question, Once you find, the search continues. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

 A blocked mind can't produce art, A dry ink can't write out thoughts, A broken pen can create magic, A heavy hand can't lift itself, Even when the thoughts comes,  The mind can't express it, This is how writer's block works. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony 📸@pexels.com 

A wasted day, can't be gotten back,  Start preparing for tomorrow today, A plan in hand saves you from wasting your day, Sometimes, the plan won't follow through,  A wasted day can't be gotten back, a wasted time is a wasted life 

Don't wait for a better time, before your love yourself, Don't wait till you're rich, before you splurge on yourself,  Don't wait till you fell beautiful, before you admire yourself,  Don't wait till you're well, before you care yourself.  Love yourself in the present.  ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Each day is a new beginning,  A promise that must be fulfilled,  A challenge that must be overcomed, An obstacle that we all must be dealt with,  It's a fact, for all that breath, Each day is a challenge : Rise up to it. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

A little rain to start the day, It poured from dawn to the very dusk, Outward was cold, inside was humid, The hot air, betrayed the cold of the rain, This is the summary of the feeling within, Sometimes our feelings are unknown to us. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Echoes of a simple life,  All is cool, happiness is the mood, Not slow or fast, going at its pace, Not jealous of others, always grateful and contented, In much or less, the happiness remains, The echoes of a simple life, is unpleasant to the busy life. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

All the money in the world can't buy you love, When love is bought the buyer is cheapened, Bought love last as long the purse is still fat, When love is bought, its essence is lost, Love shouldn't cost a thing. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Love doesn't hurt, Humans hurt, Then we blame love, Love is doesn't hurt. Love doesn't hurt, Lust hurts our souls, Then we blame love, Love doesn't hurt. Love doesn't hurt, Love doesn't rush, Don't be in a haste,  When in search of love. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

A good friend, the type we all seek, A kind soul, a friend in all seasons,  He is there during the rain, he is there on sunny days, In low moments she is present, in high moments, she celebrates with us, A good friend we all seek, a good friend; we all need to be. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Talk less, do more, actions speak, more than words, Talk less, do more, a single act, exceeds many words, Talk less, do more, talking is easy, actions are hard, Talk less, do more, the world is built by actions takers. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

A flashback through time, journey through the past, Forgotten dreams, goals and ambitions,  Hunts your soul in solitary moments,  The pains of failure, the wounds of regrets, the joy of victory,  All can be found in a flashback through time  ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony 📸@pexels.com 

When time wasted or used, it still counts, Even when you scroll all day, it still counts,  When you are caught up in work, it still counts, Spend it alone, or spend it with others, It still counts,  Time always count, because it doesn't stop. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Scratch off the layers of the heart armor, Break down the walls of the soul bulwark,  Take away the shield blocking your mind, Release the tension piling up deep within,  Forgive the ones that broke betrayed your trust, Be open to love, but work with your brain, Let love find you again. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony 

The unexplainable feeling of laziness, It catches you from the early hours, Stuck in your bed, you feel heavy to move,  Time passes by, you don't feel bothered, Maybe it's not what you think it's,  Maybe, the laziness is a smokescreen.  ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Soft lies, innocent they seem, It's just mere words, it won't count much, Soon, it becomes a part of you, that you can't let go off, It started with a lie, a soft lie, Now it has hardened, it's a part of you. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony 📸@pexels.com 

Birthday muse, A lot to peruse, Don't get confused,  It's all in the muse. Birthday muse, A special day to you, Many will celebrate you, It's all part of the muse. Birthday muse, Be grateful in all, Even if it doesn't add up, It is all part of the muse. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Stuck in an unending maze, The days are the same, same pattern and activities,  From dawn to dusk, the days roll by, You're stuck in your head, you're locked in doors, You promise yourself tomorrow will be different,  You're stuck in the maze inside your head.  ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

By little by little, Piece by piece, A lot gets done,  Beyond your belief. By little, by little,  A step at a time, A journey is done, Before you know it. By little, by little,  A moment in time, The years passes by, A lifetime is spent. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony 📸@pexels.com 

Old ties of yesteryears,  Long forgotten, but still existing, The dots still connects, after many years, The vibes still flows, like it never left, This can be love or something stronger, This is a tie, we all have in common. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

On Nature's order,  Everything stops,  Like during storm,  Mankind halts. On Nature's order, We stay indoors, Like when it hails, We all stay safe.  On Nature's order, We take a break, Like when we sleep, We answer her call. On Nature's order, Mankind must obey, There's no disputing,  To the order of Nature. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

I will write few lines, it should suffice,  The message will be passed, without much words, Within those few lines, my heart is poured out,  My mind will be emptied , leaving nothing unturned,  With just few lines, a lot can be told. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

The truth is one, just one, not more, The truth is just, no matter the effect it may have, The truth is constant, always the same, The truth is the same, it doesn't have variants, The truth is indifferent, it doesn't appeal to whims and emotions, The truth can stand alone, it doesn't need any support, The truth is the truth, it doesn't change. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

The drudgery of the daily grind, An endless circle of toil and fun, Each day, a novel experience,  The daily grind, is different to all. The drudgery of the daily grind, Sometimes you win, or  lose, No two days are the same, Each day births a new grind. The drudgery of the daily grind,  It's different to all, but still the same, White, blue or gold collar, all grind, The daily grind is the bane of humanity. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pixabay.com