Wayfinder

I choose to see
the glass half full.
I love the sheep,
not just the wool
.

I feel pure joy
when friends succeed,
not thinking of
affects on me
.

I rather give
not just receive,
It fills my heart
but not my sleeves
.

In love with love,
and happiness.
I like to be
an optimist
.

I crawled through dark
to reach the light,
I grasped it fast
it made me bright
.

I try to share

lessons I learn,
So others eat
from what I earn
.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

Honesty

Bloody words
escape my lips,
fly like birds
that fall and slip,
look absurd
but slowly trip
visions blurred,
until they flip.

Bled out sounds
possessed my tongue,
left my mouth,
fled from my lungs,
tilted ground,
vibrations rung,
sadness found
where all begun.

Bleeding tunes
ring in my ears,
my head swoons
expunging fears,
hope balloons
releasing tears,
heart cocoons
yet, feels so clear.

Blood filled songs,
finally healed,
curing wrongs,
dropping the shield,
thoughts prolonged
but now revealed,
truth belongs
to what feels real.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

Silenced

A covered mouth
carries closed eyes,
so no one sees
the knots inside.


Her suppressed views
lay to reside,
constantly judged
opt to just hide.


A silenced tongue
helps keep her safe,
afraid to fall
or make mistakes.


Anything said
may cause offense.
Wears a thick skin
to shield defense.


Watches each word,
cancels her views.
Trying so hard
to still be true.


Most will demand
her honesty,
but crave her thoughts
always agree.


So she decides
to be herself,
by breaking free
of her hard shell.


To socialize
still being her,
showing the world
truths she offers
.

Reflective smiles
mirror her heart,
she is unique
a work of art.

Each step she takes
is filled with light.
Self-acceptance,
lets her shine bright.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

Bright

Infinite light,
shinning up from above,
gifting me a,

first glimpse of pure love.
Warm kiss on my head
,
I must close my eyes,
baptizing my heart,

making me feel divine.

Infinite light
,
now shines from within,
permeates my conscious
,
so it always steps in.
Covers my skin,

penetrating each pore,
insatiable hunger,

keeps me wanting more.

Infinite light
,
is still shining outside,
chases the darkness
,
leaving no place to hide.
Miracle blessings
,
to all with one touch,
a constant essence
,
that is never too much.

Infinite light
,
shines instant connections,
accepting me
,
turning flaws to perfection.
Loving me whole
,
mending me to complete,
guiding me towards
,
each path that I meet.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

Mixed Seasons

Winter made me feel so warm,
snuggled up to watch snowstorms.
Singing kettles every night,
in your arms, I cuddled tight.


Spring appeared, changing the scene,
turned the ground into bright green.
Salty tears fell like dead leaves,
spring erased by autumn thieves.


Summer approached feeling cold,
parting hearts had lost their hold,
icy drinks filled my bare hands,
helping me to understand.


Autumn offered a new start,
springing in to brighten hearts.
Sunny showered rainbow hues,
light-filled views all became true.


Every climate is perceived,
outer thoughts are interweaved,
inner mirrors that reflect,
all the things that we project
.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

My way

Do what you wish with life,
I will respect your choice.
Do not try to rule mine,
by muffling my voice.


You are all that you are,
I am all that I am,
Your words carry great charm,
but I reject commands.


While driving on your lane,
you will find your own path.
My blinders shield my brain,
I soak in my own bath.


A helpful suggestion
could at times feel so nice,
but if unrequested,
you can keep your advice.


Judgements can be telling,
when your eyes witness needs.
Everyone else is helping,
your main focus is greed.


As I live and let live,
hope you can understand.
Choosing to simply give,
requires no demands
.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

Goodbye

Lick the envelope,
bid you a farewell.
Melancholy smiles
mute the words I yell
.

Holding the letter
that carries my thoughts.
Logic in answers,
yet feeling distraught
.

Handing it over,
receiving my own.
Thankful for moments
with lessons now known
.

Taking unpaved paths,
detached and set free.
Leaving your presence,
returning to me
.

Reading this letter
helps me realize.
My ultimate peace,
is the valued prize
.

Goodbye and farewell,
hope life grants you ease.
May you find your way,
flowing with the breeze
.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

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