Lush green grass is somehow greener,
when viewed from the other side.
Conflicted, jealous daydreamer,
peeks through life, unsatisfied.
Such excitement while obtaining
every craving and all wants,
brand new shine is always fading
tarnishing unfulfilled hearts.
Squinting eyes comparing visions,
stagnantly running in place.
Everyone has their own mission,
conquered at a distinct pace.
Feelings of dissatisfaction
will attract more of the same.
Gratitude as a reaction
can ignite an inner flame.
Dire thirst, fulfilled with raindrops,
does not need a waterfall,
neither one choosing to make swaps,
both content to serve their cause.
Everybody has their own path,
as each finger wears a print.
Do not covet another’s catch
leaving bright light for mere glints.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
My poem “Desires” was published at The Writers Club. I would like to thank their team for showcasing this piece.💕