A lonely page in need of ink,
words start to form within a blink.
Blank paper fills with my hearts tune,
author unknown but clear and true.

Organize thoughts, emotions bloom,
let memories fall and erase gloom.
Feel so relieved but search for more,
imagination opens doors.

Grasp images of mute stories,
that carry pain mixed with glories.
A silent tale presently seen,
everyday life, a movie screen.

Open both eyes then look around,
vibrations match as my pulse pounds.
Pictures move fast, my mind keeps up,
the coffee stands cold in a cup.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy


Words that swim around his head,
make him drown in them instead.
Steal his voice, his feelings tread,
remarks tiptoe on a thread.

Convey his thoughts deep inside,
blabbing what he wants to hide.
Caution must be well applied,
felt emotions smoothly guide.

Words that fly over his head
do not land, instantly dead.
Tried to crack behaviors read,
analyzed each phrase once said.

Dictating the things he hears,
break and conquer all his fears,
sad or happy stream of tears,
whisper softly in his ear.

Words that live inside his heart,
made to always feel so smart,
transform into works of art,
always set themselves apart.

They can get him to believe,
that same power could deceive.
Building what he will perceive,
help him gain all goals achieved.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy


Childhood best friend
obscure to see,
known to extend
each time I flee.
Your soul depends
on me to be,
I make you bend
and crawl with me.

My growth is yours,
so is my speed.
You are my cure
for lonely needs.
You must endure,
my every deed.
Feeling secure,
always agree.

Partners in crime,
my closest peer,
with all my climbs,
sure to appear.
My silent mime
has no found fears,
here all the time,
throughout the years.

Each growing step
forced your follow.
Secrets we swept
tied tomorrows,
You must accept
options narrow.
My trust you kept
loyal shadow.

– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy


can often sink.
Anchor them down
with lasting ink.

If poems form,
recite out loud.
Closing both eyes,
notice a crowd.

Some will absorb
the lines you say,
then process them
in distinct ways.

Try to touch hearts
that can relate.
Spreading pure love
erases hate.

Allow the words
to paint feelings,
hope they provide
massive healings.

An unknown phrase
may release fears
Clear obstacles
and keep light near

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

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