The King Who Cried

The King Who Cried

In the kingdom of plentiful and peace
There was no more left any lease
The time to depart had arrived
Lucifer had won this game
Of the harrowing round of chess
Pieces on the board scattered
In a mighty royal mess

Adieu to the father of this living life
A caring and a doting queen wife
All passing through miserable nights
Waving goodbye was her only plight
Goodbye for now dear woman
With disgruntled friends and sons
A game it was not meant to be won

A view full of beauty and grace in exile
By the shimmering sea side tranquil
A new life was to begin and reside
Across from the window of his new palace
Lay the island of fine wine refined
A dance of intoxication was now destined
To become a daily swaying grind

And thus gathered in the heavens
Dark looming clouds of gloom
Hiding behind them a sad faced moon
Announcing the arrival of impending doom
The rain had to pour down
Outside from high above in the skies
Inside from saddened remorseful eyes.

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Not enough

Not enough

I’m missing you so much today
I feel you in my every breath
The last few hours spent
immersed in your scent;
folding your clothes,
boxing your shoes
trying so hard to be strong
but truly it’s all a ruse
Inside, I’m fumbling
my heart crumbling
The tears I can no longer hold at bay;
not today mom, not today
As I sit here in the sunlight
I feel you in the leaves
rustling all around me
and in the cool breeze
whisping through my hair
I’m wearing your shirt and your scent
is hugging me everywhere
Your favorite perfume
kissing the nape of my neck
But it’s not you
not even close
not enough with the perfume
and rustling leaves
not even with your clothes
It’s just not enough
I miss you, all of you
so very much

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Philia and Sophia – by Nikitha Hingad

Philia and Sophia – by Nikitha Hingad

PHILIA AND SOPHIANikitha Hingad is a young woman from Bengaluru, India….and has recently launched her book of poems titled Philia and Sophia……She is a graduate in commerce and is currently pursuing her academic interests. She writes poetry in her free time and shares it with her close friends. Her other interests include art, dance, music and reading. As a child, she was exposed to books of varied genres such as philosophy, fiction, comic, self-help etc. Writing a book was always her dream.

“In despair, I write
My tears, my ink
In tragedy, I write
My blood, my ink
In endeavor, I write
My sweat, my ink
…….
In pleasure, I write
My desire, my ink
In celebration, I write
My aura, my ink
In awakening, I write
My soul, my ink….

By Nikitha Hingad

Just like the title suggests Philia and Sophia is a compilation of poems and writings on love and wisdom. the compilation consists of of well-crafted poems written in diamat, haiku, sonnet and free style of poetry. Philia is a set of heart touching poems with ubiquitous themes like proposal, betrayal and memories. Sophia on the other hand leaves reader with a message, a moral and inspiration for better living. Sophia makes reader really think and Philia makes reader feel. Philia and Sophia intend to touch the heart, soul and stir deep thoughts.

Book Details:
Paperback, print on order, 180 pages
Published on March 24th 2015 by Patridge Publishing

Availability:

This book comprising an exquisite collection of poems can be purchased online at the links below:

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YOU SOLD MY LOVE, DUE TO JOB PROMOTION

Poor people doesn’t deserve justice,
You sold my love to your boss for promotion,
Made it a secret dear, for you knew it wasn’t nice,
As he tasted the lollipop, for power intention.

There is no more respect, our love is gone to a far place,
Money has turned your brain into a lunatic vacation,
The word sweet heart, is no more in your romantic voice,
I am just left outside the love box, with just wishes vaccination.

My heart is on fire, my soul has no more peace,
My tears has formed a permanent river coalition,
Pain for the assault of betrayal, evading my love like police,
I am drowning in this ocean of love limitation.

Its over my beautiful queen of the Nile race,
I don’t want to be your success obstacle portion,
Go ahead and enjoy the fruits of your sweat price,
You deserve to be happy, enjoy your life’s proportion.

I will be okay dear, will love if the right time comes for resistance,
Let me go and pave way for love to the right man’s ration,
Who am I unto you now, I have no money nor can’t roll the dice,
I wish you all the best, in the rest of your life petition.

I LOVE YOU BUT I DO FEAR FOR MY LIFE

Your father is a very prominent person,
While I am just an ordinary citizen,
High rank personality in the government,
Also has direct connection to the president.

You are his only daughter and next of kin,
He is very careful, your life not to end in a bin,
So if he realise am with you in love plangent,
He may take me behind the bars in enrolment.

Girl don’t take me to a coward grin,
Because I know this war we wont win,
Our lifestyles repels each other like magnet,
Its very clear you can’t hide your love in my net.

You are so beautiful and shines like the moon,
Your entire life has been glittering like sun at noon,
I love you for really, but I do fear thus why am silent,
Hope you will understand my request, I am not a saint.

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