Wishful Thinking

I wish I could be satisfied,
grateful as time just passes by,
emotions are intensified,
while living in an empty lie.

I wish mistakes were rectified,
forgiveness leads to second tries.
Let happiness invade and guide,
so haunting memories all die.

I wish my thoughts were classified,
to not slip up with quick replies,
my voice could whisper deep inside,
where sentiments lay and reside.

I wish my scorn was pacified,
so inner peace could touch the sky.
Euphoric visions open wide,
and manifest before my eyes.

I wish daydreams were gratified,
held expectations floating high,
opposing views all cast aside,
so harmony can always fly.

I wish all delights amplified,
so that my mind stops asking “why?”
Pray disappointments all subside,
and tears of joy are all I cry.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

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  1. Grace, I don’t know if you’ve ever played softball (my favorite sport to play, lol) because you are fantastic at hitting homeruns. That last stanza really brought it home for me, especially the line “so that my mind stops asking why”. Thank you for sharing such an amazing gift.

  2. I agree with Tammy. This is outstanding verse, dear Grace. The emotion and feeling moved me deeply. This is exquisite, my dear friend. πŸ’•

  3. Heartfelt lines…I love this poem…especially, the last verse…you’re simply amazing, dear friend βœ¨πŸ’ŸπŸ’«

  4. Saying “holy cr*p!” out loud was my gut response to this poem. Stated with the most positive “wow, you touched me” sentiment behind it. Loved it, Grace. Thank you. πŸ’•

  5. Wow Grace as always you hit it out of the ballpark like Tammy said. I wish the same thing and I love the build up of the stanzas so brilliantly done!πŸ’–πŸŒ»

  6. I don’t know how you did it, but oh my goodness! You summed up all of my internal feelings here, through your poem. I love this. Makes me wonder though, how much we all are alike in our thinking, yet, so divided by our way of doing things. But I guess that’s what makes our existence so special and unique.

    Lots of love to you!
    Have a blessed day!

  7. These wishes are not yours alone, Grace. All right thinking people have such wishes. May these come true.πŸ™πŸ’πŸ’–

  8. This is poetry taken to the next level. Stunningly crafted. That last stanza really spoke to me. My mom once said that as a kid all I did was ask “Why?” constantly, and I suppose I still do as an adult. Still looking for those answers, you know? Your talent is sublime, Grace. πŸ™‚

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