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Clear The Block.

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Your heavy hands can't lift a pen, The ink is stuck like an heavy rock, Your thoughts are blurred, your brain is blank, Your words are dull, it lacks vigor, Take and break, to clear the block. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

The Sleep Eater.

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It's late into the night, yet sleep you can't find, Your eyes shines bright, in the midst of darkness, The brightness of your eyes, is powered by the thoughts in your mind, Your restive mind, is all over your head, Insomnia is the beast, that feeds on your sleep.  ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

On Hope

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A light at the end of the tunnel, The hope we all seek at the end, As we journey through this terrain, Everyone seeking for one light form or the other, The light at the end of the tunnel, the hope we all seek. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

The Weekend Is Short.

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Come over let's celebrate the weekend, Let out bodies perform like an orchestra, Let's hump and thump till the morning come, Let the atmosphere be filled with our mornings, Come over let's celebrate the weekend, it won't be long, the weekend is short. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony  ðŸ“¸@pexels.com 

On Living.

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We have forgotten how to live,  We are always in a rush, To a destination unknown,  Seeking for the next thrill. We have forgotten how to live, We deny our bodies rest, Our minds are in chaos,  We move about like zombies. We have forgotten how to live, We worry for the future,  We are lost in the present,  We regret our forgotten past. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Meet Me Where I Am.

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Meet me where I am, My present state, Not your ideal state, That's where I am. Meet me where I am, Not where you are, Our distance may differ, Our souls can be in twine. Meet me where I am, Unfiltered and untethered,  Love me for who I am, Not who you want me to be. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Life On A Slow-Mo

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Life on slow-mo, A lot is seen when we're not in a rush, . We see the details of nature's beauty when we take a pause, The sounds of heartbeats are heard when we count our steps, Feelings are genuinely felt, in slow motion,  Life on slow-mo: is how we were meant to live.  ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

On Being Alive.

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Start the week with her open mind, Wear a smile as you go out,  Don't let hate ruin your vibes, Expect the best, from all sides, Spread your arms wide in gratitude and thanks, It's a blessing to be alive. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony 📸@pexels.com

On Growth And Maturity.

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Take a vogage into your soul, Stop at the landmarks of your story, Visit every memories you have been avoiding,  Heal from the hurts and scars of years gone by, Come to terms with your present self, This is how you mature and grow.    ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

On Tough Times

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The ship is built not for the harbour, A seed has to die, before it becomes a tree, For life to be birthed, pain must be experienced,  We grow stronger, when we burn energy, Tough times : produce tough men. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

The Bane Of A Perfect Life.

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You live for the gram, You edit your existence,  Nothing about you is real, The bane of the perfect life.  You live above your means, Your debt keeps piling daily,  You're sinking into an abyss, The bane of the perfect life, The bane of the perfect life, The shackles that binds many, The ideal none can ever attain, The perfect life is a fake life. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

The Need To Escape.

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The need to escape,   From the busyness of life, From the stress of activities,  From the the trap of tasks. The need to escape,  From the maze of desire, From the toxic rat race, From the hedonic trademark. The need to escape,  From a programmed life, From the forgotten dreams,  From your life that's not yours. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

On Trust.

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We give our trust like it doesn’t matter, It's so common to hear but hard to find, Trusting blindly, is worse than the plague, Yet we invest our trust, without giving it thoughts,  Trusting another, is putting your life in their hands, Trust , is the holy grail of betrayal.   ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Finding Your Voice

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To find your voice, you use different path,  Sometimes weave words, then you speak out, Some use art,that speak to different souls,  Others sing songs, so the world can hear them loud, Or you use a combination of all, to reach many souls,  To find your voice, you use different routes,  Till you find your voice, keep the search on. ©✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Just Write.

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Start with few lines, then add more, Keep adding words, till you hit the wall, The fight against boredom, the fight for your mind, The battle for your craft, is a firece one, To defeat writers block, you have to write some words,  To reignite your passion, you have to just write.  ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony   ðŸ“¸@pexels.com 

Part Of The Craft.

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Broken thoughts like broken chords, Your lines won't connect no matter how you try, The words won't connect, even when stringed right, The thoughts are dull when coloured bright, This not right, but it's part of the craft. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

The Mystery Of Music.

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Soft rhymes from the stereo to my soul, Listening to each words of the song speaking to my mind,  Each line bears a message beyond its meaning,  I try to decode its content but it failed, Music is a mystery with diverse meaning. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

The Power Of Lust.

The power of lust, It's not stronger than love It,can break years of trust,  When it's fed for a while.  The power of lust, So ordinary it seems, It ensnares your mind, Till you are caught by it. The power of lust, It ruins the mind,  It controls the body, Then capture the soul ✍️©️Toobrightanthony 

Time Is Patient.

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Time is patient, she is not in a rush. Just like nature,  she gets things done, She takes her Time, and travels at her pace, Even when we're in a haste, she doesn't fret, Time is patient, because she takes her time. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

The Weight Of Hate.

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The strength of hate bears no weight,  It's so light , only the weak can lift it, It's so easy to be picked and carry,  Its fruit is so common for the weak to bear, Hate is so heavy, the strong cannot carry it. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

September.

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September is the first of the embers, that ushers in other members,  The 9th month of the calendar,that makes us remember,  The year began early, then climb through the ladders, Now we are in September, soon it will be December.  ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  ðŸ“¸@pixabay.com