Shut her eyes
to look inside,
she tried to hide.
All she built
withered and died.
swept up her pride.
too stuck to cry.
Brand new fears
glued to her side.
she had to try.
Flipped a coin,
let it decide.
views became wide.
vowing to guide.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
I love this poem about inner transformation. It is just so; as we clean out, clarity arises. I love this poem very much, dear Grace. ❤️❤️❤️
Thanks so much, my friend.So glad you enjoyed.💕❤️💕
You’re welcome, Grace. Is always my pleasure to read and experience your work. ❤️🥰❤️
You words are always so beautiful, dear Grace…the deep & meaningful lines plus the rhyming ❤️
That’s so nice to hear, Navin. Thanks so much.💕
You’re very welcome, Grace ✨🤍💫
Such a beautifully crafted wonderful poem Grace!💖💖💖
Thanks so much, Cindy.Im glad you liked it, my friend.💕
It’s always a pleasure to read and enjoy! welcome💖
Lovely, Grace. Love the resolution in last stanza.
Stay in the light. 👏 thanks
I’m so glad you enjoyed, dear Selma. Thank you so much.💕❤️💕
When inner transformation happens it
Great words , well worded piece 💕♥️♥️
Glad you liked it, my friend. Thanks so much.💕❤️💕
That was eloquent and poignant. Loved it very much❤
So glad you enjoyed. Thanks so much.💕❤️💕
Looking within solves a lot of problems. Verses like..rusted tears..are superb. An amazing poem👌💖❤️
Thanks so much, my friend.💕
Please is mine. Really enjoyed it 😊💖
Simply beautiful 💙
Thanks so much .💕
Thanks so much.💕
Bottled up guilt can be such a pain isn’t it? Very well expressed Grace 🙂
It sure can. Thanks so much, Vignesh.💕❤️💕
Give me the shivers, learn yourself inside out, I love the art too💜❤️♥️
Glad you liked it. Thanks so much.💕
Very nice !!
Thanks so much.💕