Extinguish

Dramatic sounds,
ring through my voice,
shaking around,
removing choice,
makes my head pound,
vibrating noise,
fall to the ground,
losing my poise
.

Dramatic views,
blind both my eyes.
Perceptions choose
a hidden lie.
Creating news,
so stories fly,
without a clue
yet still implied
.

Dramatic taste,
I thought I craved,
The greatest waste
was all I gave.
Gasoline bastes,
set to enslave.
Living in haste,
digging my grave
.

Dramatic touch,
caressing deep.
No longer clutch,
not mine to keep.
Giving too much,
making hills steep.
Calming the rush,
so I can sleep
.

Dramatic scents,
that swim inside.
Chaos ferments,
a troubled mind.
Will not consent,
to being kind,
instead prevents,
simply declined
.

Dramatic life
abandoned past.
Presented strife,
that did not last.
Turmoil was knifed,
calming it fast.
Peace is now rife,
enjoyed contrast
.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

Secure

So sorry that my hair is curly,
sorry my body is curvy,
So sorry your eyes must see,
every last bit that makes me, me.

So sorry that I’m not enough,
or that I act a little rough.
So sorry you can’t understand
or accept me, the way I am.

So sorry that I felt this way,
so happy that my views have swayed.
Never sorry for who I am,
instead grateful, I took a stand.

So happy that my hair has waves,
so happy I am now so brave,
enough to laugh off, all critique,
loving myself, being unique.

So happy that I never broke,
so happy I no longer choke,
I know that I was made perfect,
not put on earth as an object.

So grateful for all that I know,
so grateful I now run my show.
Teaching others, what life taught me,
not dictating who they should be.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

Pick

A sunny window
shows birds flying free,
peace filling the air
joys swim in the breeze
.

A darkened shadow
obstructing all views,
dragging a thick chain
as the panic grew.

The calming warm wind
sound jingling chimes,
euphoric wishes,
travel far through time.

The loudest dog bark
is distantly heard,
screams freeze deep inside,
spoken words are slurred
.

Icy cold water,
a semi-parched throat.
Champagne everywhere,
glass up for a toast.

Consumed bitterness,
scratch thirsty dry throat.
Envisioning drinks,
finding a dry moat.

Nostrils sniff streams
of flowered perfumes.
An increasing scent,
as new ones just bloom.

Inhaling skunk musk,
lingered in the air.
Throwing both arms up,
while screaming, unfair!

Graze the reflection,
a sandpaper scrape.
No place left to run,
or hopes for escape.


A caressing touch
with the mildest hue,
breaks negative up,
showing what is true.



– 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

Solace

You promised to stay,
but your actions were swayed.

I could not remain,
heavy-hearted with pain
.

Left here all alone,
I feel like a lost stone
.
Seasons carry time,
mine arrived as bells chimed.

You seem nonchalant,
did you get what you want?

Do not ask what you know,
as relief I now own
.

Wanting back what I had,
missing you makes me sad.

Though we may be apart,
love has no end or start.

Learning how to accept,
teaches me to connect.

As your smile lights me up,
filling my empty cup.

With a loving farewell,
no more reasons to dwell.

I am always with you,
essence forever true.


– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy



Lessons

Lessons remove
innocence,
curing unknown
ignorance,
absorbing shunned
divergence,
preventing cold
consequence
.

Lessons arrive
abruptly.
At times they feel
unjustly.
Unaware of
benefits,
expands thoughts to
better fit
.

Lessons provide
expertise,
necessary
guarantees.
Opened eyes can
always see,
preventing waves
of unease.

Lessons remain
endlessly,
elevating
tenderly,
assigning new
dignity,
guiding towards
unity
.


– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

Confined

If paddling a boat through the darkest tar,
the tar ensures you will not get too far.
Too far to picture a path towards light,
as light will grasp on, resolving all fights
.

Fights no longer yours, yet you did not let go,
let go of the knots that keep you from control.
Controlling steep steps you have chosen to take,
taking what is real, removing the fake.

The fake can be scanned with a fine toothed comb,
combing through tough knots, while clearing wide roads.
Wide roads show views seen indefinitely,
indefinite scenes, lived infinitely
.

Infinite tug of wars between good and bad,
bad thoughts quickly fade, hearing as you command.
Command with your eyes as they disclose all truths,
truth unmasking ego, exposing true you
.


– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

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