” Trial ” by Napoleon Torres (My Pen & Soul Featured Poet)

Like a birdling that was trying to learned how to fly.
Spread its’ wings tried to reached the sky.
I hold a pen in my hand and tried to write.
Verses that can shed some light.

There were trials.
Then outright denials.
It did not lasts.
In every poems i’ve done in the pasts.

My writing poems were tests.
I had no notion to what were bests.
In every trial there’s triumph and defeat.
We must accept it and try winning and not retreat.

My waking up in the morning,
was God given blessing.
In God i was very grateful.
Hoping for beautiful passages i was prayerful.

Morning first words that came to my mind.
Thought of passages so divine.
I immediately wrote in a sheet.
Before i can forget.

This was my trial in life.
Learn how to write.
I wished that my mind was clear and bright.
To make it right.

Everyday i was delighted.
Writing poems i was so excited.
That i may write poems with good meanings.
For readers blissful readings.

Poems were not easy to write.
If you are not so bright.
My dream to come true.
Writing poems i had to do.

In this trial.
I terminated denial.

I just wrote what i had in mind.
Wishing God will be kind.
Guide my hand to what to write.
Make everything right.

Napoleon Torres lll
09272021
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“My Quote”

Giving love made living worthy.
It is not wealth or beauty.
It is love of God and fellowmen.
That is the real treasure beyond.

Napoleon Torres lll
10022021

Napoleon Torres

A Biography of the author:

Napoleon Abad Torres lll was a retired oversea contract worker. He had worked in Brunei Darrusallam from 1997 to 2003.
He worked as warehouse supervisor of Brunei Press the only newspaper company in Brunei Darrusallam. He also had worked in Philippines Daily Express Publishing Corporation from 1974 to 1983 as a purchasing canvasser.
In his retirement he developed as a tree farmer a half hectare land into an orchard and garden. It was the 3A Orchard and Garden that houses 300+ fruit trees of different kinds and varieties.
He loves writing English and Pilipino poems in his free times. He has written 280 poems in English and Tagalog languages. Also some in Hiligaynon dialect. During his school days he was a Pilipino Language editor in his school University of Negros Occidental Recoletos in Bacolod City. Their school organ was Tolentine Star. It was where he wrote his first poem in Tagalog.
He was a voracious reader of pocket books. He had read thousands of it in his younger days. Mostly adventures and detective stories.
Agatha Christie Poirot and Erle Stanley Gardner Perry Mason series were his favorites. Reading pocket books taught him how to adapt to the English language while the Tagalog language was learned from his love of reading Philippines Komiks in Tagalog language. It was mostly the Tagalog language he used to make his poems.
His family life was that he was married to Mirasol Reyes a Bulakeña Tagala and they had four children. Jaly May the eldest and three boys Napoleon lV, Aries John and Brian the youngest. Having seven grandchildren and two great grandkids was his joy in his life. They were his inspirations in writing his poems. His poems were simple worded that came straight from his heart.


Poet Napoleon Torres , has been recently awarded  with highest recognition by Filipino Poets in Blossoms ” POET PLATINUM ACHIEVEMENT AWARD, where he brought a lot of passion ,a lot of dedication, a lot of hard work to share his astonishing poems to the blossoming poetry group.

Being the VP of FPB  ,I am honoured to have known a Poet who is so down to earth and  very dedicated to his passions , which compels me to continue my existing passion in writing.  I will continue to admire his poems and I know soon all of his writings will be published in a book.

Sir Nap is one of the contributors of Filipino Poets in Blossoms’ very first Anthology ,which will be published before the end of November this year.

If you want to read more of his poems , please visit our  International Poetry Group on Facebook

“Filipino Poets in Blossoms .

Act of Kindness( An Acrostic)

B_eing kind takes a lot of grace

E_vents will test us for our faith to embrace

K_ind word is sweetest music for the soul

I_t brightens someone else’s dreadful world

N_ice gesture is an act of humility

D_aily act of kindness shows humanity

A_ simple gesture of kindness  can save a life

N_o matter how small, even if it’s a friendly smile

D_o what makes your soul happy 

C_hange someone else’s life with your inner beauty

O_nly gift that we have that  cannot wither away

M_oments happen you’re an angel in your own little way

P_assion for helping others comes from within 

A_llow yourself to offer help in all living things

S_un radiates light, helping clouds to come out of darkness

S_o as you who shows understanding &  kindness

I_t is one of qualities of enlightened people

O_nly because it gives spiritual being a powerful symbol

N_one can ever live in peace without harmony

A_n act of kindness and compassion can ever give

T_his world will protect the helpless and the weak

E_xperience hope from the compassionate soul they received. 

Poem Title : “Act of Kindness” by Marilou Eureka Bianzon Robey. Published Author Of My Pen & Soul. Book is now available on Amazon ,Lulu and Bookemon

“THOUGHTS ON MOTHER’S DAY” by Maria Evelyn Quilla-Soleta (Featured Inspiring Poet)

I wouldn’t have known the pains and joys of having children

Until I became a mother myself.

I marveled at each girl’s step.

Her first word.

The first prayer uttered with much difficulty

And all the other ‘firsts’ that followed.

Who would not remember the endless and silly questions asked out of nowhere,

Or the countless times I was given and told, “Mommy, flowers for you.”

Usually, these colorful flowers were picked on the chapel’s grounds

And were given after Sunday meetings.

I can  still picture each girl running to me with flowers in her hand.

Then I would melt with happiness.

(And after returning each girl’s kiss,

I would look towards heaven and thanked God,

Imploring that these misses would remain the cute little imps forever).

BUT SOON THEY GREW UP.

With each new day a revelation comes to me.

I am a mother, so close to God.

I am His instrument in many ways

(Like my own mother, Felicitas, was, to me).

I must develop

Patience

Unconditional love.

Hope, Purity, Faith, Strength.

Above all else, Love of God.

As I build my girls’ characters

I, too, must build mine.

That someday when I face my Maker

I will truly account to Him His children

Who were once mine.

Deep in my heart I pray

That each girl will fondly remember

That once on earth

I was Maria Evelyn, their goodly mother.

Our Featured Inspiring Poetess Ms Maria Evelyn’s Message to our readers

‘Hibiscus’ is another name for gumamela flower.  If I were a flower, I would be a gumamela.  This flambouyant flower comes in different varieties and in lovely colors of red, yellow, pink, white, and even purple.  Known as the ‘wilting flower’, a gumamela only lasts for a day, then it closes and curls and falls off.Nonetheless, it blooms all year around.  Wouldn’t it be gladsome to have fresh flowers every day on the table, bringing sweet fragrance and haunting the senses?  I Find My Heart in writing poetry.  This thankful heart that is seen in the eyes of my dear ones, this praying heart that is listened to be my Heavenly Father, this gleeful heart prancing with the rushing waves or musing at the vast moonless skies.  All these, and many more in Evelyn’s world of poetry!

“Life’s Purpose” by DimpsKzie( Featured Inspiring Poet)

From womb till birth we’ve started our journey,
Nursing by a mother in a caring and loving way,
As we grow bigger from day to month and year,
We learn to crawl, stand, and walked on our own.

As we continue growing into adulthood,
We confront stormy battles that we fought,
Sometimes in the pains of failures we succumb,
But we learned that giving up is not a good option to have.

Of life’s experiences that brought adversities,
We find love as assurance in certain uncertainties,
And through its character, we blossom our understanding,
That we cannot live without our true purpose in the world we’re living.

Our experiences shaped us as we continue the journey,
From brokenness, we’ve learned to pick up ourselves piece by piece,
And when the universe decides its time for us to rise,
No one can stop it even the heaviest hurdles in the sight.

As we found ourselves worthwhile,
Only then we realized that we were truly alive,
In prosperity and happiness, we share the bliss,
The way our Creator molded us to serve our purpose-driven life.

We are the masters of our fate to live in harmony,
We are given free will to designed our life to become worthy.

©️DimpsKzie🌹

Hi! My name is Glenda, known by my pen name DimpsKzie.

I'm a mother of three and grandmother of two beautiful kids. I like to pen what's in my heart, how I feel and immortalize it through poem as I drew my inspiration from everyday living and happenings around me.

To all readers, thanks so much for reading our works here at mypenandsoul.com. It makes our heart swell in inspiration for wonderful comments you leave here. It makes us want to write more.

To the lovely, Ms. Eureka, again, from my heart, thank you for featuring me here on your website.
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