Perception

Wake up and go, do what you do,
laugh like a fool, while playing cool.

Go through your day, no time to play,
as feelings sway, in disarray.
Hold a brave face, keep it in place,
another chase, an unknown race.
Good afternoon never goes soon,
horrible swoon, howl at the moon.
Another night, turn off the light,
thoughts hold too tight, sleep puts a fight
.

Wake up and go, write your own show,
make your life glow, change up the flow.

Go through your day, make time to play,
watch feelings sway, enjoy sun rays.

Smile on your face, that stays in place,
no need to chase a winning race.

Good afternoon, time flies too soon,
internal swoon, hello full moon.

A better night, feeling so light,
hold pillow tight, sleep feels so right.

– Grace Y. Estevez

Touch

Spread positive light.
Help whenever possible,
only if heartfelt.

– Grace Y. Estevez

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 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

Whole

One day in time,
I walked life free,
laughed loud and proud,
climbed many trees.
I danced and sang
knew dreams would be,
standing so tall
believed in me
.

One cloudy night
you brought the rain.
Stripped confidence,
made me insane.
Holding me back,
I could not gain.
Introduced me
to constant pain.

One sunny day
my heart grew cold,
the blood it pumped
was frosty snow.
As sunlight lit
I gained control,
walking away
letting you go.

One afternoon
the warmest June,
my voice was cracked
and out of tune.
Looked at the sky
noticed moon hues,
reflections showed
that I am you.

One part of me
I wish to hide,
eyes will not see
I have two sides,
lone part so strong
quickly decides,
the sweeter one
serves as a guide.

– Grace Y. Estevez

Genre

Colorful romance,
true love for diverse music.
In distinctive shades.

– Grace y. Estevez




Crash

When ocean waves
speak with the breeze,
they sing their words

while dancing free.

Breeze leads the wave

on floors of sand,
the deepest dip

forces command.

Waves full of love

slip just to crash.
Entangling moves

that form a splash.

All day and night
an endless show,
swaying to tunes,
as the wind blows.

Pleasant to watch,
seated offshore.
Always sublime
longing for more.

– Grace Y. Estevez

Chum

Connections can fade.
True friendships are evergreens,
always resilient.

– Grace Y. Estevez

Nourished Thirst (by Grace and Amber)

Mystical raindrops that fall on my head
ignite my mind, feeding thoughts that were dead
grasping as my soul breaks free from the mold
sheds light on a knowledge that exceeds my control

Saturated knowledge addiction when initially seeking spirituality,
leads to a dead void neutrality,
real soul nutrition comes from the formless
putting theory into practice within our fortress

Open my mind to energies received
my deciphering heart will not be deceived
quenches my thirst from all fears and worries
basking in light bathing in newfound glories

Cutting open the hidden subconscious
void of emptiness shadowing us 
filling the abyss with gems buried in the fears confronted
Feeding the angelic auric orbs swirling within healthy beliefs hunted

Let your soul maintain planted and protected,
composed before a multitude of universes interconnected
May our souls be nourished with each sunlight
keeping us connected as our eyes close each night

– Grace Y. Eastevez & Amber (DiosRaw)

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