Greed ( Published at The Writers Club)

Like a bear to warm sweet honey,
carrots swayed to tempt a bunny,
humans are hungry for money,
laugh it off, though far from funny.

Take every dare, snatch up the cash,
iIntegrity sold in a flash.
Watch all honor turn into ash,
all self-respect thrown to the trash.

Nothing satisfies all desires,
or fulfills the needs most require.
Vanity ignites flames and fires,
great treasures are just things acquired.

Those that choose to chase after wealth,
may find themselves feeling compelled,
to value riches over health,
till vitality is expelled.

Capital is another tool
used to create brilliant fools.
Ego flares with made up fuel,
push it aside so love can rule.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Originally Published on March 21, 2021

My poem “Greed” was published at The Writers Club. I would like to thank their team for showcasing this piece.πŸ’•

Rebuild ( Published at The Writers Club)

Unfold the layers off this mask,
swallow the questions no one asks,
another day with the same tasks,
drunk wishes swim within old flasks.

Alone while others are around,
all aspirations hit the ground,
an inner silence feels profound,
wishes crash hard but make no sound.

Frustrations learn to stand alone,
messages whispered in soft tones,
a deep connection with unknowns,
unsure faith rest, still as a stone.

The years pile on in the same way,
a routines mix, dictates each day,
bored numbness takes over and stays,
just then a dream dares to invade.

A yellow thought becomes so true,
the tossed old bottle makes life new,
the quickest blink changes all views,
listen to songs the breezes blew.

Tall solid plank standing upright,
the warm sunshine exhales delight,
self confidence offers insight,
builds a grand future that shines bright.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Originally Published on December 28, 2021

My poem “Rebuild” was published at The Writers Club. I would like to thank their team for showcasing this piece.πŸ’•

Pick (Published at The Writers Club)

Light sunny window
with birds that fly free,
peaceful bright air glows,
joy swims in the breeze.

Dark smoky shadow
obstructs and fogs view,
shackles tomorrow,
as panic seeps through .

Calm blissful warm winds,
jingle serene chimes,
euphoric dreams spin,
to travel through time.

Impactful loud barks
are distantly heard,
screams spray fearful sparks,
spoken words are slurred.

Water without care,
for semi-parched throats.
Champagne everywhere,
glass up for a toast.

Consumed bitterness,
scratch thirst with dry coat.
Envision cold drinks,
so far and remote

Nostrils sniff sweet streams
natural perfume.
Increasing scents gleam,
as new ones just bloom.

Inhale a foul musk,
that floats in the air.
Throw angered arms up,
while screaming, unfair!

Graze the reflection,
a sandpaper scrape.
With no direction,
or hopes to escape.

A peaceful warm touch
with the mildest hue,
breaks negative clutch,
displays what is true.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

My poem “Pick” was published at The Writers Club. I would like to thank their team for showcasing this piece.πŸ’•

Reinvent (Published at the Writers Club)

Inward creation,
requires isolation,
some contemplation,
and imagination.

Pure transformation
needs great concentration,
determination,
deep communication.

Forced separation
is an obligation,
for liberation,
from lingered temptations.

Re-evaluations,
Inner calculations
provide directions,
towards destinations.

Self-restoration,
rehabilitation,
needs motivation,
and firm affirmations.

Purification,
brings clarification,
illumination,
shines bright inspiration.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

My poem “Reinvent” was published at The Writers Club. I would like to thank their team for showcasing this piece.πŸ’•

Desires (Published at the Writers Club)

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 poem “Desires” was published at The Writers Club. I would like to thank their team for showcasing this piece.πŸ’•

Wonderland (Published at The Writers Club)

A bright and endless paradise,
leaps from my mind to touch the sky,
no gravity, visions float high,
allows each soul to freely fly.

Above the land, where nothing hides,
paradise hugs the universe,
a place where divine love resides,
so peaceful joy can be dispersed.

A midnight black colored plateau,
so dark it reflects outer shines,
united hearts paint a fine home,
bright chalky white, precise design.

Consistent bliss fuels every strive,
effortlessly expands through time.
Happiness skips, to jump, then dive,
swiftly dances to heartfelt chimes.

Contentment fills up every pore,
each breath releases blissful hues.
Satisfaction does not crave more,
each passing day brings different views.

Soft twinkles shimmer more than stars,
connections dictate what will come.
A felt devotion clears all scars,
enjoying life under the sun.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

My poem “Wonderland” was published at The Writers Club. I would like to thank their team for showcasing this piece.πŸ’•

Unveiling (Published at The Writers Club)

Life is a masked ball,
a disguise for cheats.
Costumes always fall,
exposing concrete.
Some will want no end
to their masquerade,
comforts play pretend,
truth makes them afraid.

I too was a clown,
living in a lie,
till I heard the sounds,
of my heartbeats cry.
I made my life real
facing all I knew,
I then learned to feel
clearing all my views.

Push all masks aside
unveil a new life,
the soul will then guide,
shielding inner strife.
Laughs will sound sincere,
all smiles become pure,
joys also appear,
once pretend is cured.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

My poem “Unveiling ” was published on The Writers Club. I would like to thank their team for showcasing this piece.

Originally Published on July 28, 2021

Presence (Published at The Writers Club)

Shadow dancer
come guide my stroll,
open a place,
where we can go.

Walk through dry walls,
run up the stairs,
look in my mind,
help my soul dare.

Expose mystique,
life tries to hide,
swept off my feet,
your light unblinds.

Share tunes with me,
my beat is yours,
blend harmony,
our hearts beat pure.

Shadow dancer
please do not fade,
roam free all night,
linger all day.

Essence so clear,
yet filled with spark,
erase all fears,
felt in the dark.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

My poem “Presence” was published on The Writers Club. I would like to thank their team for showcasing this piece.

Originally published on January 20, 2021

Nobody (Published at The Writers Club)

Dancing to
the sounds of raindrops,
while they flood my
washed up shoes.
I can hear as
bells are ringing,
people run to
pay their dues.

I resist
but can not hide
as a tear
reaches my eye.
Sway around
move to the rhythm
of the droplets
falling down.

Failed to stop
I keep on moving
as my clothes
feel like the lake.
Never felt
exhilaration
crash so hard
my body shakes.

Felt a stillness
taking over
making this
my final dance.

Bitting hard
pierced my own lip
thanks to hope
received a chance.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

My poem ” Nobody ” was published on The Writers Club . I would like to thank their team for showcasing this piece.

Originally Published on January 2, 2021

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