Questioning of fate.
A series of reflections.
Great wisdom is gained.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Already Known
Inner Frustrations
I dislike what
life has become,
a place to swallow and succumb,
the selfishness
in everyone,
makes me feel drained and simply numb.
I feel there is
no one to trust,
all confidants just dump and run,
camaraderie,
stained and done,
my old connections have formed rust,
I grab a hold
of my own thoughts,
absorb the warmth, inhale the sun,
my future days
have not been caught,
know in the end pure hearts outrun.
I will search for
positive ones,
stumble at times, till I find some,
with or without
will still be fun,
dancing to the beats from my drum.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Thick or Thin
Stop to look around.
Those still there during hard times,
should witness the good.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Conceptual
What happens with no one around?
Screams vibrate loud,
without a sound.
Only lingered echoes surround.
Ceiling to ground,
felt so profound.
What happens when nobody is there?
Walk endless stairs,
stuck in a square,
within a box while unaware,
inner repairs,
practice self care.
What does one see with eyes closed shut?
Thoughts interrupt,
to readjust.
Brightness or darkness minds construct.
a vacant rut,
or sense of trust.
What is it like to live in peace?
High hopes increase,
joys are released.
Walking through time fully with ease.
Flow with the breeze,
receive wise keys.
What will tomorrow bring to light?
Deeper insight,
carry delight.
A way to make each day feel right.
To reignite,
sparks that excite.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Painted Truths
Imagination,
can create reality.
Proceed with caution.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Liberated
The smile you wear within your eyes,
are just for show, a great disguise,
a display of what hides inside,
sad little girl forced to oblige.
The thoughts you carry of yourself,
only serves you and no one else.
A narcissist can make hearts melt,
until their slow poison is felt.
The hurt you caused me this last time,
shot me so hard, echoed and chimed.
It punctured bruises in my heart,
and made my decreased trust depart.
The things that I know now, I knew,
but still prayed that they were not true.
My confidant was always you,
with blindfolds on, I had no clue.
The connection we had was strong,
it served a purpose for so long,
fate had a reason, was not wrong,
but could not go further prolonged.
The day I see you walking by,
I wish to see your head held high,
hope you have light held in your eyes,
waving hello to my goodbye.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Garbage
Good riddance, goodbye.
Negative thrown in the trash.
Positive showers.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Self Discover
Help me leap,
into your world.
Dig in deep,
till our minds swirl.
Hopes will sweep,
negative hurls.
Clear and keep,
soul like a pearl.
Turn the key,
break dreams free.
Unchain me,
sorrows flee.
Eyes will see,
what will be.
Jubilee,
filled with glee.
My life starts,
stand up so tall.
Fears depart,
after I fall.
Hear my heart,
answer its call.
Thoughts are smart,
actions enthrall.
Remove tar,
raise the bar.
Life’s bazaar,
starts at par.
Open jars,
release stars.
Heal all scars,
push faith far.
– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy
Codependent
Self liberation.
Choosing to make decisions.
Embracing freedom.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
A Giving Soul
Thanks for giving sound advice,
which I ignored, then paid the price.
Thanks for always being nice,
to see past lies, my mind devised.
My faulty ways, you overlooked,
you gave pure love, as I threw hooks.
Your pure affection left me shook,
you dusted off, the plots I cooked.
Thanks for opening my eyes,
holding my hand, easing my cries.
Thanks for giving without ties,
while pushing me, so I could fly.
Intentions that I once mistook,
are lessons that now write my book.
Connections built between two rooks,
in grateful hearts, create a nook.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy