Poems from Prasad T N
I gaze at yonder hills and think to reachMy native hearth, as mind of mine recallThe wistful days of play and cheer ; beseechThy boon for...
My heart, my soul belong to thee my LordIt is my luck being at thy thresholdAnd seek for lasting grace to carry forwardMy life in peace and...
The clouds, the azure sky, and Starbucks thereCreates a bond to joy in quaint OxnardThe calm I see around, fill peace in airTo God I pray...
Oxnard bazaar for farmers, doing brisk salesFresh are the fruits, berries so sweet, happy isThe chat around, in park so green, and...
The Golden Abode, I see, of Lord's concord
And all His great compassion beyond segregation
Of human lives, and Thee, be mine muse guard
To...