Tag: love

White Crow

Her eyes were tired, heart weighed down,
her boy’s sharp cries had filled the town.
Her tears were heavy, spirit worn,
her son’s deep struggles left her torn.

Love held her close and stroked her hand,
searched for a way she’d understand.
Love softly said, “I’ll bring you rest,
maybe some peace, I’ll do my best.”

“I’ll bring you food, a little care,
a piece of peace to ease despair.”
Love stepped outside through skies of gray,
and walked along the weary way.

There on the path, a white crow stood,
so strange and rare, yet bright and good.
Love paused in awe, then took a frame,
to show her hope through grief and pain.

Love raised his phone, the moment caught,
a gift of hope, a gentle thought.
To show her later, when shadows fade,
even in sorrow, wonders are made.

For love is quiet, gentle, true,
in food, photos, all he could do.
Though storms may rise and hearts may ache,
love gathers light for her to take.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

This poem was inspired by my husband’s encounter with a white crow a couple of weeks ago. These are some of the photos he was able to take of it. 💕

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For You

She lived through nights of silent cries,
a loveless home, unending lies.
Each wound she bore, each dream turned cold,
a tale of heartache, harshly told.

She wore the years like heavy chains,
through bitter nights, betrayals’ pains.
Fake laughter faded, hope ran thin,
yet still she fought the storms within.

She felt so dark, her spirit stayed,
through storms that broke, but never swayed.
For fate had planned a sweeter end,
a steadfast love, a truest friend.

She found his arms, her heart took flight,
her prize, her joy, her guiding light.
She’d walk that road of pain once more,
to find the love she now adores.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

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Growth

Hopeful little seed,
planted and nurtured with care.
Love is delicate.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Happy Valentines Day to all!!! 💕 Allow love to lead today and always.💕

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Love Song

Loyal nightingale
sings his song of light,
serenading tales,
to pilot her flight.

She feels his rhythm
synch to her heartbeat,
savory serum,
makes her trip complete.

Sweet lingering tones,
always guide her home,
never feels alone,
hug her as she roams.

One darkened evening,
as nerves shook and swayed,
hoarse voice was leaving,
deepest fears displayed.

Afraid she could never
fly a path so dim?
She let feelings drive her,
straight back home to him.

Rewinding his thoughts,
reviewing her face,
a true lesson taught,
one filled with pure grace.

Quickly embracing
then snuggling tight,
slowly exchanging
stories from that night.

“My ears could not hear,
my soul felt you near,
your song disappeared,
my path became clear,
I charged in full gear,
used love as a steer,
removed every fear,
instantly appeared.”

Happily relieved,
his full voice regained,
pure vibrations weaved,
true love song retained.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Originally Published on September 21, 2021 repurposed for
Moonwashed Weekly Challenge May 07, 2024
Prompt – Savory

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Chance Encounter

I watched her from afar,
her hair was made of gold,
it shined like a bright star,
and stole my hearts control.

He watched me from afar,
my hair was such a mess.
I tried to hide my scars,
strolled though I needed rest.

I fell under her spell,
her essence left a mark,
much more than a fine shell,
she held an inner spark.

I felt so insecure,
by what his eyes must see,
tried hard to feel assured,
let go and “let it be.”

At last, I took a step,
guided by destiny,
hoping she could be swept,
by my pure honesty.

My heartbeat seemed to grow,
as he slowly came near,
but with the first hello,
our souls traversed through years.

Flooded by memories,
of times that had stood still,
skipping through reveries,
climbing up steep dark hills.

While holding a tight stare,
all else soon disappeared,
nothing was ever there,
everything started here.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Originally Published October 07, 2021

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Love Is…

Love is a tiny speck,
that lights up puffy clouds,
awakens faith’s affects,
with a pure silent vow.
A paused drop of clear peace,
that cascades till it falls,
distant bells in the breeze,
that answer unheard calls.

Love will move deep inside,
and make hearts yearn for more,
intrusive event ride,
that clutches every core.
It lifts spirits up high,
until joy floats around,
then abruptly stops dry,
so all hopes hit the ground.

Love hurts, aches, also burns,
flows lava through frail veins,
as false illusions churn,
deceit laughs at the pain.
It flutters so quickly,
to reach destiny’s edge,
carries hearts back swiftly,
with an unspoken pledge.

Love is a lit ember,
flickers softly then fades,
drizzles chills and tremors,
melts into a tough stain.
Senses create fires,
that dissolve ingrained wit,
yet all drown in desires,
to return back to it.

Love is infinite light,
felt within every chest,
a soft touch that feels bright,
and withstand any test.
It’s the “maybe in time”,
that chases every goal,
preservation and climb,
that sprouts within each soul.

Love is felt through insight,
and at times can be seen,
it’s the dark and the light,
and the gray in between.
Eternally travels,
throughout the universe,
it lands and unravels,
to cure deep dire thirsts.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Originally Published November !9, 2022

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Happy 10th Anniversary!

So many thoughts makes my heart sing,
on bended knee an endless ring,
you comfort me when days bring stings,
help my hopes fly, sew broken wings.

How can I express what I feel?
Sincerest love, consistent zeal,
within your arms my sorrows heal,
strong connection, forever real.

How did ten years fly in a blink?
Still make me blush with a quick wink,
true harmony, always in sync,
fatefully glued, eternal link.

How do you make my days so bright?
Offer my heart pure love and light,
transform mistakes, make all wrongs right,
shared visions bless life with foresight.

How did such opposites attract?
Powerful presence, strong impact,
the perfect match, precise, exact,
infinite knot, soul kissed contract.

No questions asked, they have no place,
I find my peace in your embrace,
kind eyes reflect glory and grace,
endlessly sealed through time and space.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

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Pearl

A muted voice sings in your head,
the opaque words can not be read.
Loud blurry scenes live in your mind,
imagined lines left undefined.

Stardust hues create happy thoughts,
blinding both eyes from wars once fought.
Comfort your skull on silky sheets,
while all you seek is what you meet.

A glowing beam sets on your face,
shining your skin each waking day.
Sliding on rafts through streams foreseen,
living so posh, feeling so clean.

Melting my face in your deep eyes,
I meet myself, what a surprise.
All that I know, at once I see,
finding the key that lives in me.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Originally Published March 22, 2021

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