Assured

Approval is given with just a look,
invisibly measured like reading a book.
Acknowledging smile appears in the eyes,
a wink or a nod may help to decide
.

Approval is given when one does not seek,
acceptance conveying what words can not speak.
Preferential treatment to those without care,
a pretty demeanor will keep people there
.

What is in it for me?, is often asked.
A heart that is pure but mind fully masked.
Fears always keep looming and dancing inside,
exposing all terrors that try hard to hide
.

Approval most given is rarely needed,
try to please them all but most are defeated.
The others are captured, engulfed in their thoughts,
displaying a shell, hoping it is bought
.

Approval once given is thrown in the trash,
grab what is offered then leave in a dash.
Forgiving it all for perceived approval,
erasing all doubts, drowned ego removal
.


– Grace Y. Estevez



Capability

Would you pass a tissue,
or wipe off someones tears?
Would you speak from your heart,
or freeze from anxious fears?

Would you feed from your core,
a good lesson you learned?
Would you pass by quickly,
walking too scared to turn?

Would you run from the truth,
you have hidden inside?
Would you escape yourself,
find a new place to hide?

If I behave offbeat,
would you run from me too?
If I search for answers,
would you throw me a clue?

If I aim for self care,
should I burn from pure guilt?
If I think my own thoughts,
will it break what we built?

If I start to comply,
change my image for you?
If I loose who I am,
will I still be called true?


– Grace Y. Estevez

Game over

I do not wish to play your game,
the twisted webs drive me insane.
Must hear your thoughts before expressed,
all interactions turn to dread
.

I do not want to play your game,
no room for change, always the same.
Riddles and clues shoved in my head,
clear expectations, mixed instead.


I do not need to play your game,
never believed in placing blame.
If something cracks, I look inside,
no need to point or try to hide.

I do not know rules for your game,
laws often change without an aim.
People are pawns, your words cruel darts,
all set to play misguided parts.

I will no longer play your game,
intentions pure, no need for shame.
No more pretense or need for lies
to self preserve, I say goodbye.

– Grace Y. Estevez

Phoenix

Feeling so used,
but still refuse,
to be subdued,
by an excuse
.

Feeling so hallow,
but will not wallow,
in any sorrow,
search for tomorrow.

Feeling so wrong,
will not prolong,
must skip along,
my heart beats strong
.

Feeling so mellow,
embracing yellow,
erase the echoes,
start hearing cellos.


Feeling alive,
dreams take a drive,
ambitions fly,
way past the sky.

Feeling so ready,
emotions steady,
negative buried,
life will be merry.

– Grace Y. Estevez

Love

A platypus fell deep in love,
with a fierce hawk flying above.
One day they met, a friendship set,
their heartbeats formed a great duet
.

The platypus was known as Jane,
her beloved hawk was once named Shane.
They played each day, under sun rays,
enjoying laughs when skies turned grey
.

As Jane exposed the love she felt,
Shane loved her too and promptly knelt.
Followed their hearts, right from the start,
they vowed to never be apart.

Some differences soon came to light,
Jane felt inadequate at sight.
She could not fly, lacking hawk eyes,
inside feeling her worth had died
.

Loud silence made Shane feel uptight,
he knew that something was not right.
He went for flights, promptly each night,
searching for ways to make Jane bright.

A new idea soon came to him,
to find out why Jane had turned dim.
He talked to her, nuzzled her fur
said they should become what they were.

Jane soon explained what she believed,
he smiled at her feeling relieved.

Do not feel shame, my life you changed,
enhancing it in unique ways.

The couple soon went back to peace,
as everyday their love increased.
Though not the same, they are twin flames,
eternal love they both proclaimed.

– Grace Y. Estevez


Refined

Emotions raped
from were I stand.
Eagerly try
to understand.

My heart is pure,
nothing like yours.
My soul the cure,
for the obscure.

Smile towards me,
I will grin back.
My energy,
will not attack.

I mirror you,
in what you see,
when you form flaws,
while watching me.

Slander my name,
I turn my face,
within my time,
you have no space.

Your frazzled ways,
I will not take.
Reclaim the peace,
you take away.

Remaining strong,
I stand for me.
The only heart,
I can foresee.

– Grace Y. Estevez

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