Who is Abel Prasad?
Encouragement For The Discouraged Encouragement For The Discouraged — Read on pureglory.net/2019/11/17/encouragement-for-the-discouraged/ What an interesting read
These fudgy chocolate brownies are loaded with mini Toblerone chocolates and have a crunchy almond praline topping.
The Night before !! https://nirant138.wordpress.com/2019/09/08/the-night-before/ — Read on nirant138.wordpress.com/2019/09/08/the-night-before/ Nirant writes an amazing article here. It’s a must read.
It was one year ago today that I wrote this and it’s still rings true. A man is but the product of his thoughts, what he thinks he becomes – Mahatma Gandhi
Dry not, my pen https://ishaisms.wordpress.com/2019/06/21/dry-not-my-pen/ — Read on ishaisms.wordpress.com/2019/06/21/dry-not-my-pen/ Dry not, my pen, nor bite the dust before my time, you’re the nepenthe to my agonies, the breath to my life. Dry not, my pen, nor leave me to fend for myself, your nib is my sword, your ink my solitary help. Dry not, myContinue reading “Dry not, my pen”
🌼🌼🌼 Yes, you can feel good even when you have seen the dark sides of life 🌼🌼🌼 http://joypassiondesire.com/2019/06/21/%f0%9f%8c%bc%f0%9f%8c%bc%f0%9f%8c%bc-yes-you-can-feel-good-even-when-you-have-seen-the-dark-sides-of-life-%f0%9f%8c%bc%f0%9f%8c%bc%f0%9f%8c%bc/ — Read on joypassiondesire.com/2019/06/21/🌼🌼🌼-yes-you-can-feel-good-even-when-you-have-seen-the-dark-sides-of-life-🌼🌼🌼/ “Not every sky will be blue and not every day is springtime. So on the spiritual path a person learns to find this kind of happiness without needing nice things to happen onContinue reading “🌼🌼🌼 Yes, you can feel good even when you have seen the dark sides of life 🌼🌼🌼”
“When you are the anvil, be patient. When you are the hammer, strike.” – Arabian Proverb
Are we the people we make believe we are? Are we pretending to be something we are not? We like people’s post on Facebook and these people we might not know. We follow people on Instagram who use filters and change their look for greater followers. My question is who are we really?
Jen Hewett on Letting Go of Perfection and Growing Multiple Skills to Enrich Her Creativity https://ownyourcontent.wordpress.com/2019/04/23/jen-hewett-on-letting-go-of-perfection-and-growing-multiple-skills-to-enrich-her-creativity/ — Read on ownyourcontent.wordpress.com/2019/04/23/jen-hewett-on-letting-go-of-perfection-and-growing-multiple-skills-to-enrich-her-creativity/ When you have more than one creative craft and different avenues for your freelance business, how do you decide where to put it all? How do you write about yourself or showcase your projects? TheContinue reading “Jen Hewett on Letting Go of Perfection and Growing Multiple Skills to Enrich Her Creativity”
Sometimes I can’t control my anger, I’m sorry it’s something inside my brain The darkness the horror it sometimes slips I can’t control it until I’m with you.
People make mistakes! They can’t change the wrong they have done. It’s not up to you to judge them or condemn them. It’s what they do from that day on to fix their mistakes is how we determine their worth.
Love https://nirant138.wordpress.com/2019/05/26/love/ — Read on nirant138.wordpress.com/2019/05/26/love/ One of the best poems I’ve read to date.
Looking back at me I see someone different, Looking back at me I see a man no longer a boy, Looking back at me I see a man with no longer soft skin That youthful skin no longer is youthful Lines cover that smooth face The face is no longer what it use to be
Be thankful for all that you have ❤️ http://joypassiondesire.com/2019/06/08/be-thankful-for-all-that-you-have-%e2%9d%a4%ef%b8%8f/ — Read on joypassiondesire.com/2019/06/08/be-thankful-for-all-that-you-have-❤️/
A life and death choice
A life and death choice
Loyalty https://lonelyblueboy.wordpress.com/2019/04/29/loyalty-2/ — Read on lonelyblueboy.wordpress.com/2019/04/29/loyalty-2/
Romanticism https://lonelyblueboy.wordpress.com/2019/04/22/romanticism/ — Read on lonelyblueboy.wordpress.com/2019/04/22/romanticism/
Hidden Lost Bewildered You will find a wander looking for a gem He will be hidden in the grass waiting for the light to die He will be lost in a world of lust and envy When he finds the gem he has been looking for he will be bewildered and understand eventually that theContinue reading “Location”
My heart isn’t whole and it never will be. I’m broken and I can’t be fixed. Broken open and left alone. Abel Prasad
Wings We all have wings but some don’t know how to fly I look around and it seems we all follow the same direction No one wants to take a challenge. I start to flap and slowly I start to lift People look at me and judge I keep getting higher and higher and eventually,Continue reading “Abel Prasad’s Poems.”
I wanted to share with you another poem written by my father. Its simple but means a lot to me. Mangoes – Dr. Umanand Prasad Large mango tree Laden with fruit Whether it be baby Green or ripe All delicacies’ recruit Baby is one without seed Littlest of the lot Usually left to grow SoContinue reading “Mangoes – Dr. Umanand Prasad”
I walk down a road and I come to a junction and I didn’t know what way to go. I turned left and went down a path I didn’t expect, Hidden in the dark was a trap I didn’t see coming. I fell down and couldn’t get out of. People laughed as they walked byContinue reading “A Path Travelled – Abel Prasad”
Sometimes when I sit in my office I think about my past. Today has been a little hard so here we go. Those eyes drew me in, that tattoo on your shoulder opened my eyes to a different type. I fell inlove with you and you broke it by trying to change me. I liedContinue reading “I’ve died a little – Abel Prasad”
When the world is cold, When my eyes water, When my friends recede. Will you be there? Will you be the one to make me smile again? Will it be the same? I just want to laugh, I don’t want to be the man who dies slowly inside.
I wanted to share another poem by my father. I often will just sit and read whilst in the office. I find it helps me with my day. My Rose Tree By Dr. Umanand Prasad Not so long ago I watched my rose tree grow. Green petals and buds with thousands flowers and more. IcebergContinue reading “My Rose Tree – Abel Prasad”
My father wrote a book of poetry which will be re-published very soon.
When he asked me to type the book for him I did so angrily because it meant most of my holidays went to typing and retyping the book.
I have recently re-read the book and realised that this was the best time of my life.
After the September 11th attacks, my father became upset because he knew his grandchildren would be brought into the world of war and disaster.
I wanted to share this poem with you.
My father was a lover of poetry and as I grew up he often would teach me some. Recently I stumbled on a poem he had read years ago to me whilst we sat in the construction site of his University in Fiji. The poem is called A Child Of Mine. This famous poem by EdgarContinue reading “Poetry”