Value (Published at The Writer’s Club)

You cover my mouth
I lower my eyes,
You fit with the crowd,
I hopelessly sigh.

I swallow so hard,
and walk very light.
You mingle off guard,
with nothing to hide.

You strut ever free,
a full better half.
My best friend is me,
I am all I have.

To know me better,
is my concrete plan.
Instant forgetter,
erased as you ran.

I take a deep breath
then slowly exhale,
A mouthful of depth,
takes life for a sail.

My head held up tall,
smile placed on my face,
I conquer it all,
with feet still in place.

The last deed to do,
clear traces of you.
Create better views,
so my dreams come true.

Undervalued pawn,
a role I once played.
Bright as early dawn,
great values displayed.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Originally Published July 14, 2021

My poem “Value” was published at The Writers Club. I would like to thank their team for showcasing this piece.πŸ’•

Thoughts (Published at Spillwords)

Today I will let it all ride,
no rhyme or reason kept inside.
Disgusted by how I see life,
the give and take is a big lie.
Built to just give but never take,
could never dare to expect breaks.
Some acts are sweet but also fake,
with rehearsed scenes for their own sake.
A pain filled heart is hardly heard,
unless some gossip can be stirred.
True love is seen as just absurd,
plastic emotions cover words.

Search deep inside to find the words,
my pity party seems absurd.
Release the pain my thoughts have stirred,
let tears cascade and cries be heard.
Learn to forgive for my own sake,
keep genuine, dismiss the fake.
Do not hold tight once the bonds break,
wishes appear for me to take.
The truth inside could never lie,
so well prepared to live this life.
In touch with how I feel inside,
hold on to light and take a ride.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

I am so excited to announce that my poemΒ Thoughts is now available atΒ Spillwords Press. I would like to thank Dagmara K., and the whole team at Spillwords for publishing this poem, and for all of their continued support.

I would be so very grateful if youΒ would go here, and like/comment as well. Thank you! πŸ’•

Greed ( Published at The Writers Club)

Like a bear to warm sweet honey,
carrots swayed to tempt a bunny,
humans are hungry for money,
laugh it off, though far from funny.

Take every dare, snatch up the cash,
iIntegrity sold in a flash.
Watch all honor turn into ash,
all self-respect thrown to the trash.

Nothing satisfies all desires,
or fulfills the needs most require.
Vanity ignites flames and fires,
great treasures are just things acquired.

Those that choose to chase after wealth,
may find themselves feeling compelled,
to value riches over health,
till vitality is expelled.

Capital is another tool
used to create brilliant fools.
Ego flares with made up fuel,
push it aside so love can rule.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Originally Published on March 21, 2021

My poem “Greed” was published at The Writers Club. I would like to thank their team for showcasing this piece.πŸ’•

Rebuild ( Published at The Writers Club)

Unfold the layers off this mask,
swallow the questions no one asks,
another day with the same tasks,
drunk wishes swim within old flasks.

Alone while others are around,
all aspirations hit the ground,
an inner silence feels profound,
wishes crash hard but make no sound.

Frustrations learn to stand alone,
messages whispered in soft tones,
a deep connection with unknowns,
unsure faith rest, still as a stone.

The years pile on in the same way,
a routines mix, dictates each day,
bored numbness takes over and stays,
just then a dream dares to invade.

A yellow thought becomes so true,
the tossed old bottle makes life new,
the quickest blink changes all views,
listen to songs the breezes blew.

Tall solid plank standing upright,
the warm sunshine exhales delight,
self confidence offers insight,
builds a grand future that shines bright.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Originally Published on December 28, 2021

My poem “Rebuild” was published at The Writers Club. I would like to thank their team for showcasing this piece.πŸ’•

Pick (Published at The Writers Club)

Light sunny window
with birds that fly free,
peaceful bright air glows,
joy swims in the breeze.

Dark smoky shadow
obstructs and fogs view,
shackles tomorrow,
as panic seeps through .

Calm blissful warm winds,
jingle serene chimes,
euphoric dreams spin,
to travel through time.

Impactful loud barks
are distantly heard,
screams spray fearful sparks,
spoken words are slurred.

Water without care,
for semi-parched throats.
Champagne everywhere,
glass up for a toast.

Consumed bitterness,
scratch thirst with dry coat.
Envision cold drinks,
so far and remote

Nostrils sniff sweet streams
natural perfume.
Increasing scents gleam,
as new ones just bloom.

Inhale a foul musk,
that floats in the air.
Throw angered arms up,
while screaming, unfair!

Graze the reflection,
a sandpaper scrape.
With no direction,
or hopes to escape.

A peaceful warm touch
with the mildest hue,
breaks negative clutch,
displays what is true.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

My poem “Pick” was published at The Writers Club. I would like to thank their team for showcasing this piece.πŸ’•

Reinvent (Published at the Writers Club)

Inward creation,
requires isolation,
some contemplation,
and imagination.

Pure transformation
needs great concentration,
determination,
deep communication.

Forced separation
is an obligation,
for liberation,
from lingered temptations.

Re-evaluations,
Inner calculations
provide directions,
towards destinations.

Self-restoration,
rehabilitation,
needs motivation,
and firm affirmations.

Purification,
brings clarification,
illumination,
shines bright inspiration.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

My poem “Reinvent” was published at The Writers Club. I would like to thank their team for showcasing this piece.πŸ’•

Hope (Published at MasticadoresIndia)

I am so happy to announce that my poem Hope is featured at MasticadoresIndia. I would love to thank Terveen Gill and the team at MasticadoresIndia for all of their support. Matiscadores is a wonderful platform for poets, I would encourage you to follow and subscribe. πŸ’•

Swallow my sadness
like it is a pill.
Exposing my heart
I stumble, it spills
.

Swift hollow dulled pain,
consuming my chest.
My smile shining bright,
inside I need rest.

Shadow of my soul
haunts me to the core.
The more I receive
further, I deplore.

Wallow in dim pride,
a well-disguised ploy.
To keep worries far,
behave like a toy.

Mirrored reflection,
intently I stare.
See my younger self,
then whisper I care.

Summon inner strength,
demand it to stay,
command it to grow,
with each passing day.


– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

Desires (Published at the Writers Club)

Lush green grass is somehow greener,
when viewed from the other side.
Conflicted, jealous daydreamer,
peeks through life, unsatisfied.

Such excitement while obtaining
every craving and all wants,
brand new shine is always fading
tarnishing unfulfilled hearts.

Squinting eyes comparing visions,
stagnantly running in place.
Everyone has their own mission,
conquered at a distinct pace.

Feelings of dissatisfaction
will attract more of the same.
Gratitude as a reaction
can ignite an inner flame.

Dire thirst, fulfilled with raindrops,
does not need a waterfall,
neither one choosing to make swaps,
both content to serve their cause.

Everybody has their own path,
as each finger wears a print.
Do not covet another’s catch
leaving bright light for mere glints.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

My poem “Desires” was published at The Writers Club. I would like to thank their team for showcasing this piece.πŸ’•

Ballerina (Published at the Writers Club)

Ballerina take your stance,
let them know what you demand.
Gain control within your dance,
tiptoeing as sounds command.


Ballerina show your strength,
graceful beauty perfect pace.
Stretch your leg to a full length,
hide the pain traced on your face.


Ballerina hold your pose,
looking like a single rose.
All your weight lands on your toes,
putting on a perfect show.


Ballerina win the crowd,
leaping high to spin around.
Final move leads to a bow,
posing gently on the ground.


Ballerina go to sleep,
music box full of stories,
my gems are all yours to keep,
in exchange for your glories
.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

My poem “Ballerina” was published at The Writers Club. I would like to thank their team for showcasing this piece.πŸ’•

Wonderland (Published at The Writers Club)

A bright and endless paradise,
leaps from my mind to touch the sky,
no gravity, visions float high,
allows each soul to freely fly.

Above the land, where nothing hides,
paradise hugs the universe,
a place where divine love resides,
so peaceful joy can be dispersed.

A midnight black colored plateau,
so dark it reflects outer shines,
united hearts paint a fine home,
bright chalky white, precise design.

Consistent bliss fuels every strive,
effortlessly expands through time.
Happiness skips, to jump, then dive,
swiftly dances to heartfelt chimes.

Contentment fills up every pore,
each breath releases blissful hues.
Satisfaction does not crave more,
each passing day brings different views.

Soft twinkles shimmer more than stars,
connections dictate what will come.
A felt devotion clears all scars,
enjoying life under the sun.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

My poem “Wonderland” was published at The Writers Club. I would like to thank their team for showcasing this piece.πŸ’•

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