Quiet

Should I simply save my words?
Will they impact if they’re heard?
Can they be buried real deep?
Will they eternally sleep?

Could my throat swallow bad thoughts?
Will my tongue slip and report?
Can they be clogged with wild dreams?
Do mute wishes provoke screams?

Would days be smooth once I speak?
Will I receive peace I seek?
Can senses heighten deep sounds?
Could lost emotions be found?

If I sing will feelings flee?
Will they live forever free?
Can they pass infinity?
Blow like dust make history.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

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  1. Speak the thoughts, sing the songs, express the wishes.

    You never know which seeds will fall on fertile ground and change someone’s life forever. ❀️

  2. Such a sense of longing in this one. We all want to be heard and understood, to know our voices matter. This poem is especially meaningful to introverts like myself who, filled with self-doubt, are afraid to speak our truths sometimes. Beautiful writing as always, my friend. πŸ™‚

  3. Wow! This is truly outstanding poetry. I especially liked the way you framed those questions. They were deeply reflective and beautiful. Loved this so much, dear Grace!πŸ’•

  4. Beautiful and very relevant questions in this poem of yours, Grace! So thought provoking πŸ‘ŒπŸ’πŸ’–

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