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Nobody (Published at The Writers Club)

Dancing to
the sounds of raindrops,
while they flood my
washed up shoes.
I can hear as
bells are ringing,
people run to
pay their dues.

I resist
but can not hide
as a tear
reaches my eye.
Sway around
move to the rhythm
of the droplets
falling down.

Failed to stop
I keep on moving
as my clothes
feel like the lake.
Never felt
exhilaration
crash so hard
my body shakes.

Felt a stillness
taking over
making this
my final dance.
Bitting hard
pierced my own lip
thanks to hope
received a chance.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

My poem ” Nobody ” was published on The Writers Club . I would like to thank their team for showcasing this piece.

Originally Published on January 2, 2021

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Infinite Dad (Published at The Writers Club)

Protective teacher, greatest friend,
infinite bond without an end.
Before each fall your hand extends.
My wrongs and rights you would defend.

With just one look, into my eyes,
you knew all truths I tried to hide.
Always candid, laughed at my lies,
so many fights that made you sigh.

A mix of strength and affection
taught me great faith with direction.
You made life safe, gave protection,
an ultimate mute connection.

Your heart my home with open doors,
festive embrace that I adored,
sincerest love felt at my core,
stories you told made me want more.

Walked by my side showed me you cared,
gave me advice, wisdom you shared,
ignited light made sure I dared,
then you were gone, I felt so scared.

Now you are free from any pain,
I celebrate memories gained,
your body is gone, essence remains,
nothing can break our strong linked chain.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

My poem “Infinite Dad” was published on The Writers Club . I would like to thank their team for showcasing this piece. Happy Father’s Day to all!đź’•

Originally Published on January 20, 2021

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Anniversary (Published at MasticadoresIndia)

I am so happy to announce that my poem Anniversary is featured at MasticadoresIndia. I would love to thank Terveen Gill and the team at MasticadoresIndia for all of their support.

Inhaling each breath you exhale,
knowing our love could never fail.
A part of me lives in your eyes,
your presence makes my spirit fly.

We met each other magically,
to change our lives so drastically.
Enhanced by our diversity,
our love extends eternally.

Swimming through life, collecting facts,
while gaining proof that pile in stacks.
Flying in our own hourglass,
forming fond memories as they pass.

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Please follow this link to read the rest of this poem.

Thank you so much for all of your kindness and support. đź’•

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Caretaker (Published at The Writers Club)

How can I measure your blank stare?
How can I let you know I’m there?
Regular visits with your soul,
while keeping my feelings controlled.

How can I make you more aware?
How can I show how much I care?
Hold your hands till our breaths connect.
pray to comfort painful unrest.

How can I prevent all despair?
How can this life be so unfair?
Cradle you while releasing fears,
tell happy tales to absorb tears.

How can I open you to share?
How can I tempt you so you dare?
Share my mind and my spirit too.
Know deep inside wishes come true.

How can I hold faith and prepare?
How can my love serve to repair?
Care for you with each passing day.
Tend to myself in every way.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

My poem “Caretaker” was published on The Writers Club today. This was my first time publishing with them and so I decided to follow this weeks prompt of well being. I would like to thank their team for showcasing this piece.

Originally Published on February 5, 2021

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My Poem “Repair” Has Been Published at Spillwords

I am so excited to announce that my poem Repair is now available at 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 you would go here, and like/ comment as well. Thank you! 💕

Repair

I can not find a place to grow,
my light has dimmed no longer glows.
I do not fit in anywhere,
my thoughts are mine no room to share.
I keep hitting a concrete wall,
my victories become my fall.
I do not know what will come next,
my mind wonders if I was hexed.

My heart does not believe it’s hexed,
I envision what I want next.
My strength increases after falls,
I know I can climb any wall.
My purest joy comes when I share,
I now feel welcomed anywhere.
My heart and soul carry a glow,
I nurture it and watch it grow.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Here is a list of other poems that have been published on Spillwords Press but have gone unmentioned:
Illiterate (Published March 22, 2021)
Wishes (Published June 21, 2021)
Candle Light (Published August 31, 2021)
Existence (Published November 21, 2021)

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