Unease (Published at The Writers Club)

Feel so flushed also displaced,
loose control of my own space,
slowly shift, balance my weight.
hear all emotions debate.

My face falls fast on the ground,
nervously I look around,
can not help but to stare down,
anxious smile becomes a frown.

So embarrassed, forced to see,
what your mind must think of me,
look at you to quickly find,
all the doubts I hold inside.

The floor transforms to quicksand,
suddenly notice your hand,
showing me you understand,
ease my tremble, love expands.

Sweat beads swiftly spread throughout,
water moistens my dry mouth.
Inner strength appears to sprout,
confidence chases all doubts.

Stable forces grasp my feet,
with no room left for defeat.
Stand so solid on concrete,
self assured, whole and complete.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Originally Published on August 9, 2022

My poem “Unease” was published on The Writers Club. I would like to thank their team for showcasing this piece.💕

Change of Heart

No longer want,
just know to need.
Memories haunt,
guilty hearts feed.
Love tries to taunt,
by planting seeds.
So nonchalant,
sadness succeeds.

Grief will not win,
its reign will stop.
Grow thicker skin,
hesitance drops,
creates a spin,
until joy pops.
Glow deep within,
reach for the top.

Love will succeed,
runs nonchalant,
Hydrating seeds,
no need to taunt,
expands then feeds,
clears fears that haunt.
Satisfies needs,
by granting wants.

Landing on top,
light flows within,
negative pops,
swept by a spin.
Doubtful thoughts drop,
delight coats skin.
Bliss never stops,
prepare to win.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy


Life is a story
with an endless spin,
an action park ride,
controlled from within.
One day we fly high,
the next day fall down,
while studying rules,
a merry go round.

Fickle and dizzy
an unbalanced soul,
breaking the routine,
gaining self-control.
So many questions
await a response,
obtaining all needs,
still longing for wants.

The planet has changed,
nothing is the same,
words have new meanings,
unrelated aim.
Two steps moving forward
take one full step back,
slowly advancing,
remaining on track.

A visible light,
unfolds a strong bridge,
our soul forming wings,
our bodies the hinge.
Inhale then exhale
let go of the weight,
float calmly through life,
live what we create.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Originally Published on April 13, 2021

Spice it Up

A life filled with vanilla dreams,
made stagnant days endlessly scream.
A little spice could shake things up,
cinnamon sticks enhances cups.

Sweet honey mixed with almond milk,
emotions feel as soft as silk.
Sprinkle nutmeg, perfect enhance,
tastebuds form a euphoric dance.

A dose of joy, miracle drink,
soothes hearts so minds can clearly think.
A pure escape, new ritual,
make peaceful times habitual.

Pinches of spice give life a boost,
as new flavors are introduced.
Aromas linger in the air,
provides some zest and endless flair.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Written for dVerse poets pub
This week’s d’Verse Poetics Prompt, Merrill D. Smith encourages us to select three or more ingredients from the 25 listed on the page (check link above). My choices were Vanilla, Cinnamon, and Nutmeg. Hope you enjoy.💕

Touch of Light

She wears a smile as a costume,
while turning hopes into pure gloom.
A shadow that steals joys from rooms,
guiding hearts towards endless doom.

Stories she hears construct her lies,
connecting to believe her sighs.
False tears cascade from her sad eyes,
theatrics through effortless cries.

She pities what she had to face,
lets bitterness rest in griefs place.
Her non stop mind likes to retrace,
sad memories filled with disgrace.

Manipulates to gain control,
loves to play games of sticks and stones.
Emotions become hard as bones,
deep inside holds inner cyclones.

She feels the sun burn at her head,
awakens parts she once thought dead.
Instantly clears up all her dread,
replaced by faithful light instead.

Acceptance fills her deep within,
absolving guilts and downward spins.
Grants everyday hopes to begin,
so that with time self love could win.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Moonwashed Weekly Challenge – September 20, 2022
Prompt – Theatrics

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