Curiosity
The truth unlocks mysteries
In search of answers
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Curiosity
The truth unlocks mysteries
In search of answers
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Relax and let go
Exhale all frustrations
Patience is a gift
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Unexpected news
Life can change in a minute
Savor each moment
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Hope brings a new day
Sunlight kisses the morning
Another chapter
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Your weapon of choice, a piercing harsh tongue.
the most hurtful shots, fly straight through her lungs.
Leaving her breathless, shaken to her core,
dismiss all emotions, by slamming their doors.
Your ego is so strong, it eats at her soul,
she tries to hold on, but gives up control.
Her mind is all bruised, along with her heart,
too strong to let go, too weak to depart.
Alone in the cold, no where else to be,
no money for food, afraid of the streets.
Fearful to go home, she already left,
slowly walking back, with stones in her chest.
She looks for an option, searching hard for strength,
finds answers inside, while holding her breath,
the slowest exhale, releases her pain,
you may hold her body, but never her brain.
Embracing the moment, the time is right now,
she knows she will make it, but does not know how.
Decides not to enter, instead turns around,
will start from the bottom, pull up from the ground.
The sun shines so bright, glistens on her face,
she may be unstable, but will find her place.
Good riddance to you, she has no regrets,
knowing she is ready to pass any test.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Originally Published January 15, 2021
A moment in time
Sweet nostalgic memory
A different world
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Salty perceptions,
may shackle tomorrow’s growth,
sugarcoat outlooks.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Lyrical message
Wide rainbow of emotions
Favorite new song
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Guides me to heaven,
dances in my head,
eleven eleven,
again and again.
With every question,
riddles unravel,
eleven eleven,
pursues my travels.
Feel a deep message,
with every receipt,
eleven eleven,
runs wild in my dreams.
Day or night lessons,
whatever the time,
eleven eleven,
there for me to find.
Highlights direction,
to all that I see,
eleven eleven,
means so much to me.
Offers progression,
message held inside,
eleven eleven,
prompts sent from my guides.
– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy
Originally Published on November 11, 2022
Uneasy feeling
Listen to soft inner voice
Senses serve as guides
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy