Voices shout within his head
confuse actions he once read,
scraped old feelings till they bled,
provoking fears, till tears shed.

Listening to words that kill,
penetrating a loud drill,
gaining strength from inner will,
swallowing faith like a pill.

Voices talk inside his head,
peaceful conversations tread,
reasons with words he heard said,
bringing balance that embeds.

Listening while being still,
fluttering spirit uphill,
feeling joy and silent thrills,
sipping light until holes fill.

Voices whisper in his head,
comfort all concerns he dreads,
satiates with joy instead,
planting seeds that swiftly spread.

Listening as dreams fulfill,
letting all lessons instill,
capturing valuable skills,
allowing pure love to spill.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Inner Love

A lonely heart
becomes insane,
crumbles apart,
embracing pain.

Navigates space,
while stuck in time.
Running in place,
all echoes chime.

Quivering hands
search for true love,
fall where they land,
to then wear gloves.

One single touch,
maybe a hug.
Is it too much?
Heartstrings are tugged.

An inner voice,
soothing yet proud,
offers a choice
that rings so loud.

A special friend,
felt deep within.
Bond never ends,
once it begins.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy


Grab a chair,
let’s have a talk,
confront my ego
one on one.

It grabs a smoke
asks for a drink,
then stared at me
eyes did not blink.

I looked right back
straight in the eye,
then smiled so bright
disarmed all fights.

“What do you want?”
Ego’s first words,
so strong and bold
self held control.

I said with ease,
“Let’s call a truce,
let’s work as one,
share balanced views.
I know you’re scared
way deep inside,
both fear and grief
make self-doubt ​hide.
You protect me,
supply my pride,
yet I’m your key
and purest guide.”

Ego replies,
so slick and sly,
” You’re my ally,
do not judge me,
within my eyes
lives all you see.
You’re in my chest,
speaking my truth,
giving me rest,
easing my blues.
You’re in my smile
and in my charm,
you give me warmth
keep me from harm.”

A blurry mirror
then showed me,
the ego side
I failed to see.

To accept it
set us both free,
to love ourselves
through all degrees.

United to find harmony
and figure out how to agree.
We slowly built comradery
resolving conflicts peacefully.

Knowing our capabilities,
we partnered up infinitely.

Loving ourselves entirely,
helps us spread more love outwardly.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy


A young girl born with silver hair,
had angel eyes and always dared,
to take a stand with her wise words,
as others stood just to observe.

Her words all spilled with different tones,
as people grabbed imagined stones,
to cast upon her, feeling afraid,
of the unknown and what they’d say

One day choosing to be silent,
no longer using her fine gifts,
she would not budge or even hint,
her eyes observed but kept truths in

Now everyone became upset
as if her gifts were really debts.
Demanding a surrendered speech,
while attempting to make her teach

She took her spot, center of stage,
her voice was loud and out of range.
“Do not be scared of the unknown,
instead, be glad you have been shown.
Just try to keep what resonates,
if not for you, then separate,
All that you need, you hold inside,
Just listen close and let it guide.”

The words she said helped them all see,
how she acquired sacred keys.
To not judge will set bias free
so everyone lives happily.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy


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