Alfred E. Pate
An Anglo-Indian born in Hyderabad, Sindh, Pakistan. Went to Karachi a year later and left for Islamabad in 1988, have lived here since.
My Parents, Rev. C. Coleman and a restless, lonely ghost that got me writing. My wife & sister who always appreciated my poems. Time & tide have also played a major part for all I write comes from the heart after leading by / taking it on, the chin. Life held back no punches. more...
Poetry ( View all 12 poems )
Election of MNA or MPA (Pakistan) Christians didn't stand
From the heart of a man
I wish I was as blind
Now a milling crowd
Our Mother Land call to you
Poems; An insight, a Blessing or a Curse
The only thing missing You
There are no real enemies on earth
There are still loved ones around