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 So … Continue 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 by … Continue 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 lied … Continue 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. Iceberg … Continue reading My Rose Tree – Abel Prasad