Tears cascade,
serenade.
Smiles parade,
masquerades.
Search for aid,
promenade.
Slowly fade,
everyday.
Fears restrict,
contradict.
Pains afflict,
to addict.
Time predicts,
then convicts.
Life depicts,
what exist.
Years conceive,
then retrieve.
Eyes deceive,
hearts believe.
Still naive
thoughts relieve.
Hands receive
what minds weave.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
As each day passes,
life will constantly evolve.
Change is natural.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Wishing on a star,
provides hope to push dreams far.
Removing old scars.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Taste the colors,
smell the breeze.
Skies will cover,
all with peace.
Touch the unseen,
shout mute thoughts.
Search in between
cause and source.
Listen closely,
sense the truth.
Feel it wholly,
without proof.
Faith in instincts,
never lie.
Souls of mystics,
hear replies.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Cut the strings,
feel the sting,
sadness pings,
accept dings.
Heart breaks fling,
pop smoke rings,
stories sing,
till tales wring.
Fly and swing,
unfold wings,
let life bring,
happy things.
Lights will bling,
jump and spring,
grasp the sling,
love will cling.
– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy
Holding strength is tough.
Giving up is too easy.
Success is worth it.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Dizzy raindrops,
on my head.
A tin rooftop,
comfy bed.
Whispers music
in my ears.
Therapeutic
cleansing tears.
Bite lower lip,
deep in thought.
Memory trip,
lessons taught.
Inner laughter
tickles soul,
ever after
happy goals.
Visualize smiles,
close both eyes,
intentions pile,
dreams arise.
Relaxation,
soothes my pores.
Jubilation,
opens doors.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Relaxation bliss.
Focus on happy wishes.
Confusion is cleared.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Change comes everyday.
Hopeful mornings will arrive.
Miracles at hand.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Every old step, led to today,
while skies were painted shades of gray.
All hopes got lost , hearts filled with pain,
lost every dream, tears fell like rain.
Every old step, led to today,
even while life was not okay.
No words or actions could explain,
how all was lost with nothing gained.
Every old step, led to today,
faith came around, as sadness prayed.
Logic played ping pong with the brain,
pumping warm light through thirsty veins.
Every old step, led to today,
with no regrets holding down weight.
Letting things go, breaking the chains,
so joys are easily attained.
Every old step, led to today,
each lesson learned creates a sway.
Passion comes crashing like a train,
allowing growth to be obtained.
Every old step, led to today,
experiences pave better ways,
making the best of every strain,
saving bright hearts from worn dull stains.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
