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Three steps forward,
two steps back.
Slow but surely
kept on track.
Pushing onward,
being pulled.
Hesitations,
understood.


Find the courage
and the strength,
laying dormant
holding faith.

Focussed intent
form glories,
manifesting
new stories.


Borrow bright light
from the stars,
swallow swiftly
dissolve tar.
Ignite magic
start the fire
panoramic,
love transpires
.

Fulfilled wishes,
choose to fly,
bright warm kisses,
push them high.
Flow-through endless
turquoise hues,
a tremendous
seamless view
.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

Will

Doing what she must
as ways to survive.
Smacking her own face
just to feel alive.


Numbed to all the pain,
seasoned to betrayal.
Holding her weak heart,
knowing she will fail.


Crying without tears,
she screams, no one hears,
cover her own ears,
to shelter her fears.


Falling to the ground,
with no one around,
Finds strength to stand proud,
fixes her tilted crown.


Exhales all the hell,
she had to endure,
then takes a full breath
to feel reassured.


Stands on her two feet,
her head in the air,
as her inner force,
tempts her to now dare.


Knowing deep inside
her aim can build towers.
Cradles brighter views,
embracing her power.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

Introspective

Flying my kite,
as I search for lost hope.
Hope flies too high,
tug its transparent rope
.

Rope made of thorns,
that cuts straight at my hands.
Hands feel so scorned,
as my knowledge expands
.

Expands power,
I kept hidden inside.
Inside the tower,
where my energies hide
.

Hide the ego,
I refuse to accept.
Accept, light flows,
while dismissing the rest
.

The rest fills needs,
in this balancing act.
Acts without greed,
ensures love will attract
.

Attract new paths,
opening many roads.
Roads to success,
destinations unfold
.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

Form

Most people crave
positive flows,
so hard to give

what goes unknown.
So hard to see

when never shown,
cradle your heart

until it glows.

When negative

is all you see,
it hides all hopes

with lock and key.
One must dig deep

to set it free,
emotion waves

flow like the sea.

Break all restraints

along with chains,
do not let fears

provide constraints.
Found inner strength

will dictate gains,
watch as all goals

pour down like rain.

Create your own

positive vibe,
great energy

hard to describe.
Once it arrives

keep and subscribe,
when possible

share and prescribe.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

Inspiration( by Grace and Francis)

Awakened by the thunder,
And the rain.
So real-a-dream in my slumber,
But the memories remain.


Felt shaken, drenched in sweat,
still sleeping yet awake,
try to steady my breath,
feel real, no longer fake
.

Conscious reality now that I’m awake
Brought forth from the world of dreams
Make no mistake,
A spark of passion, with golden beams.

Lights up my unsure mind
then sparks within my heart,
stirred up and well defined,
this moment marks the start.

An old-fashioned-loose leaf canvas,
Sensational revelations in ink,
Only wisdom and spark can grant this,
Through an artistical blend-woven in sync.

Fears cease and surrender,
both tears and canvas dry.
Inspired by the splendor,
to relentlessly try.

Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy and Francis J. Lamanna (Noozbuffet)

Gift

Pretty pebble
thrown in the air,
left all alone
nobody cared.
Carried powers
way deep inside.
Unseen by all
but the wise eye
.

Young girl in search
for some control,
all by herself
taking a stroll.
Aims to fulfill,
numbed voided spots,
that broke apart
within her heart.


Finds slightest shine,
within a rock,
for the first time
feeling a spark.
Keeping it safe
deep in her pocket,
the perfect link,
for her prized locket.


Instantly clears,
all of her fears.
All sadness steers,
when it is near.
Every old tear,
transform to cheers.
Glad it appeared,
she holds it dear.


Pretty pebble,
felt loved at last.
Never ignored,
like in the past.
All special gifts
can now be shared,
emitting love,
deleting despair
.

Finding her way,
warmed by sun rays.
Embracing days,
from where she lays.
Feeling amazed,
empathy raised.
Rewards that pay
are vowed to stay.


Graceful pebble.
Secure young girl.
Gifts to this world,
like a fine pearl
.
Connected fast
attached they curled.
Enjoyed their dance
united twirl.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

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