Envy

The jealous are unfortunate,
living a life without purpose.
Instead foreign accomplishments
become their source of great distress
.

Longing for someone else to fall,
transforms owned steps into a crawl.
When never choosing to look straight,
massive brick walls can self-create
.

Energy aimed on someone else
is best when placed upon oneself.
Staring inside a troubled mind,
as dimmed darkness tumbles behind
.

Building a new world of comforts
while satisfying one’s own thirst.
Forming a bridge towards ample wealth,
still manifesting vigorous health
.

Brightening up a dampened soul,
gifting it with owned self-control.
Speaking frankly with inner-self,
feeling more pride, loving ourselves
.


– Grace Y. Estevez


Unlovable

It is easy to love someone seen as good,
always understood,
one shared neighborhood.
Not so simple for those perceived as bad,
hard to understand,
all alone they must stand
.

Try to find a way to walk in their shoes,
breaking old abuse,
providing new views.
What if life was changed? What if they were you?
wishing help came through,
not knowing from who.

Standing within light surrounded by dark,
recognizing sparks,
being kind leaves marks.
Traced smile on their face, throw some joy their way,
watching as fears sway,
flying far away.

Anger soon subsides as pure hearts now guide,
love will challenge pride,
clearing paths once tried.
Forgiveness leads fate, release worn mistakes,
new days can create,
kindness can cure hate.

– Grace Y. Estevez

Empathy

A piece of me,
I share with you.
You come to me,
when I feel blue
.

I sympathize
,
with what you feel.
You feel for me,
so no big deal
.


Your problems bring

me such unrest.
Unrest now lifted
off my chest
.


Clear off my mind
,
from your affect.
Affects now gone,
cure my heart next
.


I cure your heart
,
easing your mind.
Your mind so pure,
a heart so kind
.


You look away
,
leave tearful eyes.
Eyes meet my glance,
then say good bye
.


Compose myself
not looking back.
Your empathy,
keeps me on track
.

– Grace Y. Estevez

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



Neutral

Uplifted to,
another realm.
My soul emerged,
my body fell
.

A journey though
a different place.
A simple scene
no time or space
.

No cold dark nights.
No warm bright days.
Such stable grounds,
in shades of gray
.

What happens here
is always fair.
No feelings of
unjust despair
.

No sticks or stones.
No wrong or right.
An equal zone
of pure delight
.


– Grace Y. Estevez

Own

Life is my fast horse,
I crackle the whip.
As it gallops by,
I feel the fresh wind.


Closing tired eyes,
my mouth running dry,
quench thirst with one bite,
feel my spirit rise
.

Enjoying the ride,
no need to steer it.
My soul as the guide,
our path is now lit.


Inner passion writes
my infinite tale.
Creating a life,
while raising the sail.


– Grace Y. Estevez





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