Zoila T. Flores

Zoila T. Flores Poems

Conscience, don't abandon me,
Through my journey, on this day,
Keep supporting, as you're always,
On the wisdom, of my say.

On portraying, a perfect family,
Every parent’s, precious goal,
Gaining neighbor’s, total extol,
Displaying in time, great control,

Intense red on, sitting up there,
In Buddha's pose, just on the air,
Into this world, came for my care,
No. Not a dream. I saw him, I swear!

Being invited to a workshop,
By a dear friend, NO refuse,
Me arriving, seeing wood chop,
Finished color, just to choose.

Are you disappointed?
Are you desperate?
Are you discouraged?
Then, you are sad?

Soccer could be, sport number one,
In the entire world,
Was hard engaged if you won,
Played with a ball,

Wisdom on words,
Knowledge to spend,
Healthy advises,
Offering today.

What a gorgeous, scent of burst,
On my brain, it comes as thirst,
Green its pits, are found on tree,
Red and ripe, they get indeed.

Early in the morning,
When my soul is blessed
My clean mind is learning,
And my body, refreshed,

It’s a bonus to the goodness,
With the talent, you‘ll adopt,
Readying poems, gaining knowledge,
Feeding spirit, and its soul.

It's a beauty with no pair,
Spacious mountains, enormous sea,
Wilderness Kingdom, Growing we…,
In North America, the sphere key.

Christmas tree good to see,
Jubilant and cherish, indeed.
Christmas tree, Christmas tree,
You do look splendid to me.

In the middle of a task,
Unrelenting, there he was;
No requested, no permission,
All inspection at my cause.

Home, lovely home,
A cave with a throne,
Where I sing my song,
And I'm rarely alone.

Graceful stream, sunny day,
Sparkling water, running down,
Smoothly prickling, on my feet,
Nothing stopping, on its path,

? ? ? ? Poet? ? ? ?
Freeing white thoughts,
As rocks to the sky,
Observing the moon,

My Divine Godly God

Back in time to the 13,
I recall sundry events,

To a father and provider, who's been always warmth and good,
Here it goes a cheerful praise or an anthem if I could,
You're a blessing on this planet, procreating with engage,
And your guidance more important, on your children of young age.

I'm glad you came,
No winter escape,
White flakes of snow,
We love to blow,

I'll just play, to entertain,
Gambling spirit, blown away,
For hundred millions, is my ticket?
Gold and shiny, on my tray.

Zoila T. Flores Biography

A Poet by heart, by mind and by talent. Love Mother Nature and the Goodness of life. Family and Art. Music and creation. Approaching the positive in all what I do. My Only regret not founded yet. Created some poems and pushing some others. When I was Fifteen I created a diary full of poesy that was hidden by robbers then blocking my mind for a period of time. Robber confessed me 30 years after releasing my talent and getting some action. Since then I've created a lot of poems to Love and Family. To gratitude and life. Main Spirituality and sense of compassion. Exploring my thoughts and splashing my memories. Now, I've uploaded to Amazon my memories in Spanish 'El Padrecito by Zoila T. Flores' And in English 'A Paradise to your Soul' by Zoila T. Flores. You will see my soul and my mind working together to delight your poetic interest. Don't hesitate to Like my poems and write a couple of lines with suggestions and ideas. I'd love to be open minded to new comments. Please visit me for more poems at: https: //kdp.amazon.com/en_US/marketing/AHQEH0CE4A4/promotion-manager? ref_=kdp_BS_D_ta_pa or https: //kdp.amazon.com/en_US/marketing/G1D54XABBJ4/promotion-manager? ref_=kdp_BS_D_ta_pa Thank You, Zoila T. Flores)

The Best Poem Of Zoila T. Flores


Conscience, don't abandon me,
Through my journey, on this day,
Keep supporting, as you're always,
On the wisdom, of my say.

Conscience, don't rely on me,
Because my soul, is not prepared,
On directing, to my people,
On their plans to be repaired.

Conscience, please forgive me,
To my morning, if you may,
If my eyes, refuse to open,
It's my soul that's in dismay.

Conscience, please assist me,
In the passage, through this world,
With a cheerful sense of spirit,
Making life, relish much more.

By A Paradise to your Soul by Zoila T. Flores (Amazon)

Zoila T. Flores Comments

Zoila T Flores 08 May 2020

Please review A Paradise to your Soul: Prose and Verse by Zoila T Flores at Amazon

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P A 02 August 2014

Teresa is a really good writer and poet...congratulations..

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