United Paths

So funny to see 
all judgments that hide,
through false honesty,
expressed in the eyes.

Living the same tale.
playing unique roles,
Both male and female,
mirror every soul.

Some aggressively,
others peacefully,
Some destructively,
others gracefully.

Each being is sketched,
to follow routines,
then molded perfect,
to feed the machine.

Playing in a scheme
designed for a fall,
holding a clear dream
as blessings for all.

Held expectations,
no limitations.
Great aspirations,
create sensations.

Thoughts swim in the mind,
hopes live in each hand.
assist and define,
try to understand.

A plot with great twists
lead lifetimes we live,
learning to exist
and ways to forgive.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Inner Presence

Flying my kite,
searching for insight,
stars shining bright,
twinkling a goodnight.

Hopes touch the sky,
eyes instantly cry,
tears flutter high,
become butterflies.

Glow in the dark,
igniting slight sparks,
leaving a mark,
new wonders embark.

Love fills the air,
removing all cares,
life is now fair,
light presence is there!

Extend both hands,
as knowledge expands,
a masterplan,
my mind understands!

Never alone,
consistently shown,
a loving zone,
flows way past my bones.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Drawing

A sip of coffee with sweet foam
brings me to my childhood home.
Scents and flavors interweave
playful thoughts kept me naive.

Mystical nights on the phone,
magical days of unknowns,
chose pretend and make-believe,
painted world my eyes conceived.

A gulp of water twist of lime,
brings me back to present times,
offering all I can give,
forming the life I will live.

Obtain all the goals I crave,
heartbeats strong, feeling so brave,
knowing all actions I see,
are directed back to me.

A guzzle of pure love and light
transports me to a bright sight.
Sparkles twinkle on my face,
formless body kissed with grace.

All good things will follow through,
build the stories pick and choose,
ask a question, build a view,
then examine what I drew.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Challenge

Ready for a fight,
staring eye to eye.
Keeping you at sight,
pesky little fly.

Swatting at the air,
swiping here and there,
you escape my stare
then hide in my hair.

I hit my own head
hoping this will end,
your body lays dead
while playing pretend.

Ego at my face,
enticing a chase,
I remain in place
feeling my own grace.

I start to ignore
your attempt at war,
decide not to score
then center my core.

My heart fills with light
it reaches new heights,
I sigh and feel bright
you take off, full flight.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Desires

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 song

Heartbeat vibrates as it pounds.
Every new step shakes the ground.
Silent whispers float around.
Lingered rhythms felt profound.

Take my placemark center stage,
make sure everyone’s engaged.
Release my voice from its cage,
each heard lyric works as sage.

Lose myself in what I sing,
pray that inner bells will ring.
Hope that my words do not sting,
try to cut the puppet strings.

Secret wishes become facts,
slicing through unpleasant acts.
Love and light always attract
bringing balance as impact.

Leave the stage, remove my shoes,
hoping that I changed some views.
“Maybe if we share our clues,
we can find which ones are true.”

Share without judgments or hate,
allow all joys to create,
knowing inner force is great,
fly towards a brighter fate.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Why not?

What’s wrong with having fantasies?
Must we all see, to then believe?
Why must this be reality?
I rather build what I perceive!

Why can’t my life be my daydream?
Every new day would be supreme.
All human beings on the same team,
within each smile a beaming gleam.

No deceptions or need for lies,
all felt hunger would quickly die.
Each breathing life feels nature’s tie,
instinctively learns to abide.

If everyone wants to feel whole,
why can’t we break away from molds?
What would it take to free our souls,
from playing these unfulfilled roles?

Why can’t our lives consist of peace,
and everything come in with ease?
All wishes instantly received,
flying to us like a warm breeze.

Maybe if one day hearts unite,
embrace more love while ending fights,
a new world can arise so bright,
transforming darkness into light.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

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