Cynical outlooks,
project unflattering views.
Be aware of thoughts.
– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy
Withered View
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
Catch
Fishing for great joy,
once found reel in carefully.
Secure it swiftly.
– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy
New view
If feeling displaced,
reset and start all over.
Find your happy place.
– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy
Transformed
You tried so hard to steal my smile,
you thought your words could push me down,
but my light runs infinite miles,
resisting any urge to frown.
Instead, those words have helped me grow,
proving you wrong, enforced my goal.
They spread around my inner glow,
balanced me out, making me whole.
I became all I wished to see,
removed my shell, set my soul free,
vanquished old insecurities,
accepting every piece of me.
This new me knows just how to live,
when to refrain and when to give,
how to destroy all negatives,
by basking in the positives.
The me I formed is quite secure,
and finally feels self assured.
Holds confident abilities,
delivering stability.
I want to thank you for your role,
in helping me achieve control.
I learned to let opinions roll,
so they never affect my soul.
– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy
Amend
Skies were dark, gray, and cloudy,
all alone, I screamed so loudly.
Silenced ears heard sharp sounds made,
all alone, feeling insane.
Surrounded by laughing toys,
all alone, my screams deployed.
No one heard a word I said,
all alone, holding my head.
No one notices my eyes,
all alone, my screams are high.
Everyone dancing so free,
all alone, scream on my knees.
Skies were bright the sun arrived,
all alone, my screams survived.
Learning how to heal inside,
all alone, old tears ran dry.
Felt a presence, say hello,
all alone, my scream hummed low.
Instant ease feeling great care,
all alone, no longer scared.
Opened up my beating heart,
all alone, my screams depart.
Precious gift sent from above,
all alone, found inner love.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Twinkling
A flirtatious star,
charming me with pretty winks.
Steadily watching.
– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy
Offer
Talking just to hear my thoughts,
encaged actions remain caught.
Frustration yells “what is next”,
tempting fate to do it’s best.
Feeling hopeless, look around,
empathy has broken down.
People in need every day,
trying hard to find their way.
Others stroll without a care,
ignoring all saddened stares,
oblivious to inner tears,
known to carry lack and fears.
I will not judge what they do,
to myself, I will be true.
Maybe I can cause a change,
push myself to just engage.
Love does not know how to flee,
actions will release so free.
I can be a vital force
with some guidance from pure source.
Every day the Sun appears,
sharing can always bring cheers.
Full moon emanating light,
spreading brightness every night.
Simple smiles can be suffice,
as the case with sound advice.
Money is not all we need,
help requires a small seed.
It will sprout and multiply,
positive in high supply.
I will gladly lend a hand,
my love grows, shares, and expands.
– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy
The Message
A burning letter at last lands,
open it quick, quivering hands.
I take a seat, afraid to stand,
inhale each word, to understand.
A message clear from up above
received quite well, fit like a glove.
Senses within, give me a shove
then speaks to me with so much love.
“Cover your eyes so you can see,
what lays inside everybody.
Vibrations move invisibly,
mixed energies that disagree.
Mass balancing is a great need,
and empathy is a true heed,
just do your part, go plant the seeds,
then pick a few so all succeed.
Choose the pill you wish to swallow,
then look ahead, build your tomorrow.
Do not look back, let go of sorrows,
leave a bright trail others can follow.
Offering tips, so smiles can live,
erase old wounds, learn to forgive.
With lessons done, do not relive,
for what you take, make sure you give.”
I drop a tear, ego disbands,
the message heard were not demands,
nor chokeholds made of mere commands,
instead quite free like windswept sand.
I close my eyes, wisdom expands,
body and soul, become one strand.
Excited by this master plan,
euphoric hopes make each step grand.
– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy
Regret
When our world is gone,
it will be too late,
to respect earth’s laws
keeping nature great.
Cutting the forest,
drowning all the seas.
Tears left to flourish,
sadness swimming free.
Pretty dove of peace,
“I can’t see you now,
have you been released?
did you break your vow?”
Traveled from a realm
beyond the bright stars.
Presence overwhelms
then flies high and far.
A quivering earth,
broken by the quakes.
Excavate your worth,
do not give, just take.
My white dove of peace
has flown off too far,
not feeling at ease
fleeing from the scars.
Kids play in the dark,
hide and seek at night,
searching for a spark
a small hint of light.
We are in a gale,
trying to be right.
Balancing the scale
if we could unite.
My pure dove of peace,
finally returned,
curing apathy
so love is discerned.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy