Lost and Found

Wrapped in sorrows,
few words spoken.
Saddened stale years
served as tokens.

Sweetest gestures,
strung love along.
Flung wicked words
forever strong.

Listened to lies,
new ones each day.
Danced in spotlights
as anguish played.

Spewed blank phrases
no conviction.
Blown air kisses,
contradictions.

Captured tears bring
self-affliction.
Apologies,
formed addictions.

Standing prepared,
fully withdrawn.
Making this time,
the final straw.

Feeling ready
to let this go.
Slowly sculpting,
a grand plateau.

Glimmering eyes,
smiling so bright.
Inner hues shine,
new found delight.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

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      1. It is pretty amazing. I write my posts around two months before I publish them, so it is kind of funny that it was out on the same day.❀️

      2. That makes it even more amazing. I am super impressed with you organization and planning to be two months ahead with your post.

  1. I am always so pleased to read you each day, Grace. This here is magnificent, β€œCaptured tears bring
    self-affliction.
    Apologies,
    formed addictions.” The whole poem is beautiful, and the lines cited resonate most deeply with me. Lovely. ❀️

  2. Wow, this was really beautiful, Grace! I really loved the third and fourth stanza. Something about your poems that always amazes me is your ability of transition, the way you make the readers feel all the positive vibes while ending these is really amazing. I heard this somewhere, that the ending lasts with the reader a lot more than the beginning, and you’re making it a lot more worthy with such beautiful thoughts ❀

    1. I never heard that about the ending staying longer with the reader, but it does make sense. Thanks for sharing this wonderful concept with me and thanks so much for your kind words of support.I truly appreciate it, AB.πŸ’•

  3. Amazingly mesmerising poem so very meaningful….especially thes lines :
    ‘Spewed blank phrases
    no conviction.
    Blown air kisses,
    contradictions.

    Captured tears bring
    self-affliction.
    Apologies,
    formed addictions.’ Keep it up grace !

  4. Art in motion πŸ”₯. Trail blazing as always Grace. You really captured that rhythm and flow here 😌

    Keep writing! ✨

  5. What a transition from loss to gain! So beautifully written, as always. Great work, GraceπŸ‘πŸ’πŸ’–

  6. Heartfelt poem…so beautifully expressed…the depth & the rythm…it’s so captivating, Grace πŸ–€βœ¨πŸ€πŸ’«β€οΈ

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