Jupiter

A snake disguised as a tree branch
can stand quite still to reach attack,
wears a sweet smile while stabbing backs,
carries pink hues, to hide the black
.

A victim role, you play too well,
pushing the fool, saying they fell,
sympathy gained is your best spell,
those by your side, live in your hell.

Do anything to get your way,
poisoned my cup, then caused delays,
your worried face was well displayed,
before your eyes, your plans decayed.

Paint yourself bright, nice, and sunny,
with veins that flow such sweet honey,
patient with a splash of funny,
acts to access unearned money
.

Inner pity makes you so cruel,
taught by elders how to bend rules,
feed deep hunger, ignite your fuel,
attempts to feel like a rare jewel.

Hope one day you can understand,
most lives rarely follow a plan,
the pain delivered by your hands,
reverts right back to where you stand.


– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

Originally Published on March 31, 2021

Malice

Surrounded by a darkened hue,
talk without reason or a clue,
your uttered words are hardly true,
raw chaos feels at home with you
.

Erratic tones possess your voice,
portray a victim without choice,
killing the peace with your loud noise,
envying those with natural poise.

Wishing me bad, I wished you good,
you never knew I understood,
I tried to help, did what I could,
your mind was a block of dense wood.

So sad to see what you became,
a grown-up with no ounce of shame,
no one is left to play your games,
now only mirrors can be blamed.

I truly wish you change your ways,
sincerely hope you are okay,
so hurt inside, for you I pray,
that the sun melts despair away.

This life you live is what you choose,
the future may bring better shoes,
but if you choose to cause abuse,
you will soon find, that you will lose
.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

Originally Published on March 28, 2021

Tainted

My heart despises the cruel kind,
ones that play games with other minds.
They often cheat, embrace deceit,
and never turn the other cheek.
Most carry spite, are always right,
smiling while instigating fights.
The narcissist with no regret,
always searching for more to get.
Provoking tears when they are near,
knock spirits down simply from fear.

They teach me how to defeat fears,
wipe my own tears, when they are near.
Providing lessons to forget,
forgiving them, absolves regrets.
Avoiding spite, dissolving fights,
allows my conscience to feel right.
I learn from them to turn a cheek,
how not to cheat, or hold deceit.
To not let them play with my mind,
so my strong heart can remain kind.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Cyber Troll

Hide undercover,
in a dark hooded cape,
draping the body
you try hard to escape.

Spew evil phrases,
if given a slight chance.
Hoping your victim
joins in your silly dance.

Repetitive words,
with no substance at play.
Riding on coattails,
using people as prey.

Sorry, you feel bad
forced to hide your sad face.
Maybe one bright day,
your healed heart will find grace.

Till that day arrives,
eat some sweet humble pie,
stop judging others,
look within your own eyes.

Find where you fall short
go to where ego hides.
Then pick yourself up,
gain some authentic pride.

The pain that you cause,
does not improve your shine.
Try changing your ways
so your heart can feel fine.

Life offers balance,
every day and all night.
Listen to your soul,
it can guide you to light

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

Charmer

A voice made of honey
tickles my sleepy soul.
Awaken to comfort,
disposed to my control.

Sweetest savory words,
clogging my every pore,
evoking emotions,
moving my empty core.

The fragrant aroma
penetrates through my nose,
unexposed awe-filled views,
can be seen with eyes closed.

My hips swaying to chants
hidden within this voice.
A most powerful trance
holds my will without choice.

Awakened quite sudden,
ringing my silent bell.
Strong temptation peaking,
fate withheld your tough spell.


Hizzing at my laughter,
your soul outwardly shakes.
Dissolving the charade,
honey masked evil snake.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

Jupiter

A snake disguised as a tree branch
can stand quite still to reach attack,
wears a sweet smile while stabbing backs,
carries pink hues, to hide the black
.

A victim role, you play too well,
pushing the fool, saying they fell,
sympathy gained is your best spell,
those by your side, live in your hell.

Do anything to get your way,
poisoned my cup, then caused delays,
your worried face was well displayed,
before your eyes, your plans decayed.

Paint yourself bright, nice, and sunny,
with veins that flow such sweet honey,
patient with a splash of funny,
acts to access unearned money
.

Inner pity makes you so cruel,
taught by elders how to bend rules,
feed deep hunger, ignite your fuel,
attempts to feel like a rare jewel.

Hope one day you can understand,
most lives rarely follow a plan,
the pain delivered by your hands,
reverts right back to where you stand.


– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

Malice

Surrounded by a darkened hue,
talk without reason or a clue,
your uttered words are hardly true,
raw chaos feels at home with you
.

Erratic tones possess your voice,
portray a victim without choice,
killing the peace with your loud noise,
envying those with natural poise.

Wishing me bad, I wished you good,
you never knew I understood,
I tried to help, did what I could,
your mind was a block of dense wood.

So sad to see what you became,
a grown-up with no ounce of shame,
no one is left to play your games,
now only mirrors can be blamed.

I truly wish you change your ways,
sincerely hope you are okay,
so hurt inside, for you I pray,
that the sun melts despair away.

This life you live is what you choose,
the future may bring better shoes,
but if you choose to cause abuse,
you will soon find, that you will lose
.


– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

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