Full moon in September,
imagined orange light.
A translucent ember,
protects each autumn night.
Overhanging, wound clock,
keeps emotional keys.
Securely fastened lock,
protects all memories.
My breath keeps the sweet taste,
of yesterday’s honey.
Lingered echoes still trace,
blue skies, bright and sunny.
Crumbled paper made dreams,
burn to ashes and smoke.
To bask in blissful beams,
no one needs for death’s cloak.
Mixed emotions arise,
difficult to describe.
Unexpected demise,
lead to positive vibes.
Each day moving forward,
resets my inner clock.
Take steps moving towards,
my well-lit endless dock.
– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy
It’s a delicious read dear Grace. So profound n positive thoughts as always. Beautifully knitted β€
Overhanging, wound clock,
keeps emotional keys.
Securely fastened lock,
protects all memories
So happy you liked it., Suma. Thank you so very much.πππ
A wonderful journey detailed by tender words. Images wrought gently with grace and tenderness. I love it, Grace! <3
Iβm thrilled to hear you loved it, Lauren. Thank you so much.πππ
My pleasure. π
Beautifully penned , I loved it dear Grace.πΌπβ€οΈ
Thanks so much, dear Gayatri.I truly appreciate it.π
excruciatingly beautifulππ
Β«Mixed emotions arise,
difficult to describe.
Unexpected demise,
lead to positive vibes.Β»
Thanks so much, Cocoπβ€οΈπ₯°π
πthank you too as alwaysππ
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βCrumbled paper made dreams,
burn to ashes and smoke.
To bask in blissful beams,
no one need for deathβs cloak.β -I absolutely love this stanza! This whole piece is truly special. Such profound wisdom wrapped in every word! Amazingly well done, my dear friend π€π€
Thanks so very Much, dear Ace.I am so happy to hear that you liked it and found it special.This truly means a lot to me.π
Such beauty in your verse, Grace. I love your work, my friend. Simply beautiful. β€οΈβ€οΈ
Thank you so very much, my friend.This means so much to me. I truly appreciate your kind words.πππ
Youβre very welcome, dear Grace. Always. Iβm glad this is so, and am grateful. Have a lovely day, my friend. β€οΈ
“Crumbled paper made dreams,
burn to ashes and smoke.
To bask in blissful beams,
no one needs for deathβs cloak.”
Absolutely loved these lines, the whole piece was so beautifully written. Loved this β€
Thatβs so very nice to hear, AB. Thanks so much.π
You’re most welcome Grace β€
How effortlessly you weave philosophical messages from simple pictures! Lovely!
Thanks so much, Vignesh.π
Deep and profound. Beautiful verses. A great piece, Graceππ
Thanks so much, KK.πππ
It’s my pleasure π
‘My breath keeps the sweet taste,
of yesterdayβs honey.
Lingered echoes still trace,
blue skies, bright and sunny.’- That’s my favorite stanza! Lovely, dear Grace! π₯°πππΉ
So happy you liked it, Diana. Thanks so very much.π
Very wonderfully penned Dear..!π€π€β¨
Thanks so much, my friend.πππ
You’re very welcome dear
Powerful images! A poem with gravitas!
Thanks so much, Benjamin.β€οΈ
Very welcome! π
music to my ears your gift of the pen!π
Thanks so much, Cindy.πππ
Graceful! β€β€
Thanks so much.π
You’re welcome!
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