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Abel Prasad BlogWings 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 […]

Mangoes – Dr. Umanand Prasad No ratings yet.

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Abel Prasad BlogI 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 […]

A Path Travelled – Abel Prasad No ratings yet.

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Abel Prasad BlogI 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 […]

I’ve died a little – Abel Prasad No ratings yet.

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Abel Prasad BlogSometimes 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. […]

When, Will, I by Abel Prasad No ratings yet.

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Abel Prasad Blog      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.     […]

My Rose Tree – Abel Prasad No ratings yet.

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Abel Prasad BlogI 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 […]

The 5500 – Abel Prasad No ratings yet.

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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. 

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Abel Prasad BlogMy 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 […]