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shanika yrs May 2016
Sometimes life is feels a little piece of ****
Make me wants to throw the all the **** away
Yelled to calm ******* ocean or to mountain
Or else to a ******* shapeless cloud.
For a moment I am a non believer.
We can either stay sit,stand,sleep or walk
Many Times including this ******* time I ******* can't
stay up to any of it. I am ******* scared, might my sense of humor will lose sooner or later.
I couldn't laugh my ******* soul out to the Russell Peter
That dumb ****
****, if I say this public, I worry I ll be judged
Whenever I know this I stupidly try sound sophisticated sophomore.
Now I am in q ******* hospital, people this is a Srilankan hospital..more or less like a live hell.
My fqucking heart cries , **** ! it is in so much of ****** pain
Over the past eight years I ******* fall in love and then set a time bomb on my heart., and hilariously then my fuckself giving the trigger to some wonderful soul , my guardian of Angel , to my sweetheart. **** chemical
******* sodding God, well ******* infinite times !!!
You are biggest ***** I ever seen, inventing such a pathetic **** called life,for your ******* amusement.
Tell me why the **** on this ******* earth I should pray
I mean my mother is in hospital, yeah that freaking Sri Lankan hospital, where only you see ******* despair
And my sodding girl friend,the one ****** up all the ******* love in the boundaries of universe where we can see and put it all up on me for few ******* instants
What a man wants is simple , it is only *** and love. Hold your ******* thought , don’t blame me, call your ******* lord , God or whoever the superfuck or the nature who responsible for ingesting desires to human life and ask. While the satisfied you praying to God and showing the gratitude,
‘ Dear God , thank you for make me a women with a *****, I have infinite choices of men out there, who will follow me with an blink of eyes, for the taste of this ‘
This is not a ******* poem, This is the Poem
The poem of despair
The poem of frustration, the poem of resentment
Get the life, guts and nails simple, life is ******* simple if this ******* thing let us to be in single
But they don’t ! they ******* don’t , they messed up whole life and say ,life is complicated
I start writing this when I am in the hospital, while waiting my mother to discharge. The I came home with mother, came in threewheel ( *******, ******* vehicle invented by India)
That stupid thing broke in the middle and we walked rest of the way,

My mother - with a broken arm
Myself - with a broken heart

I called to a suicide prevention center , there ******* vision is ‘ we will listen, non judgmental’ . **** I called them , They simply don’t wanna listen any ******* of mine . ‘ Please go to your doctor, happy lady coming from wealthy background said me like that. I felt rather better to **** myself than try not to ****.

My sweetheart I ******* love you
My sweet life I love you too
I only had a little of my heart
You know how many of them
Pulled that time bomb's trigger
shanika yrs May 2016
**** I am Sick
shanika yrs May 2016
A breath  
short - heavy
Ouroboros
mind play against
itself

A breath
short - heavy
Owl
I don't know
don't teach

A breath
short - heavy
Wolf
I eat - am hungry
fearless

A breath
short - heavy
Human
I live - I will
conquer
owe nothing - belong nothing
nothing nothing nothing nothing
walk walk walk walk to the peace
shanika yrs May 2016
May the month of Monsoon
Rain pours all the day
Sun is hidden but this rain feels good

I am laying in my cozy bed
while all my wander thoughts
caressing and harassing to and fro

My thoughts are more likely to stop by
Near an Angel who warms me up
If my world is in a hidden place
Nothing more sweet will ever come close

Crying rain in the month of May
Twenty seven years ago - 15th '89
I have heard an invitation to the Autumn
When my father takes the hand of her bride

Spring - Summer Autumn and this Rain
All made me wander far too away
I am asking nothing from this rain
Mubmbling ' let it be' slow in the way
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වසන්තයක් නිමාවි සරත් සමය උදාවි
ඇය කැන්දාගෙන යන්නට කුල කුමරෙක් ඇවිල්ලා
[Spring has been over - Autumn has arrived
A prince has come for take her hand ]
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I am sorry, I have many things for few small words.
shanika yrs May 2016
there is man who wants to live
there was thousand like him
millions - billions like him

no formula has invented
to cut his sins against others

the man keep burning
born from his ash
keep burning
can not stand up to this lie -
lie is praised,
acclaimed
theorized
conceptualized
visualized
life is a lie
shanika yrs May 2016

                                   !
                       ;
-
+
=
              @
   - /
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can you please clear this line
shanika yrs May 2016
Not wanting
brings you what you wanting

Little freckles of dust
create big mass

Every time you crucify
be the no one - be the dust

**resuscitate
not wanting must penetrate me, not wanting must be in the blood.  spare me form this heavy wight. teach me not wanting - teach me to be the dust
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