Mist in the morning
Invites December
Delicious joy sees
Greening sprouts

- shanikayrs

While I am traveling back home
I wanted to write lengthy poem
Just to jot down - I am existed

Life is a unidirectional flow
flows with the massive force
where the power enough to
destroy and uproot yourself
in an unimaginable way if you
disagree - to certain principals

Yet it is funny - the flow diverts you
and showed up the way against
and dare you to go against

If a blink of a thought is the smallest
fracture of the flow what takes us
I will dive deep into the thought
just get to know - whether it has a way
to turn it up towards the freedom
I always seeking

The sad story is keep happening
like the everything else the truth
it also showing only the illusion
and lost me in a position where
I can't find the way back home

Then just like you awaken from
sleep paralysis - I get up and then
I forcefully convince myself - the destination
will be there in minute - so be normal

Now today I am in a position
Where I can't track down myself
In the pane of universe because
neither X nor Y or the so called cross
not helping me at all
Meantime you also diagnosed me
with the overthinking complex

I should not find myself
in the same place I lost myself
but yet can anyone please answer me
with out the  exaggerated bogus
where this all go
after so many exhausted attempts of
breathing

As a foot note I want to say this
truth is also in my perspective
is an illusion where it comes
gives me the glimpse of that
everything is wonderfully
connected

Track me down and let me live
Or take me to the place I belong

© shanikayrs

Sam - she baked me a Cake
served me with red wine
and with the promise of
candle lights
oh ! then sooner in no time
Wandering through the bookshelves
one to an another to an another
rekindle the candle from
smart sunshine and
tasted the cake while
hot dogs and dark cola
keep fueling the day
oh ! then owl clock stop ticking
pebbles were in the rock glass
burn to intoxicant ....
After a while - in short while
surprising cake has served
with chocolate lava
while I eating crusted pizza
oh ! angle became a *****
then in an another while
I found myself
watching my old day cartoons
well hello two Ds !!

*© (ooops I don't hold right - feel free to take)

To generation to generation
they have passed
the epic beauty of
Birches !

The birches
it always
brings the
green shelter
written to the name of
the God I wish to be
Sun !

The Birches
where I sit
lost and find
celestial moves
geometry and
Love !

© shanikayrs
*carved on the bark of the birch I used to climb

Where in the both dark and light
Mingled and sing happy songs
I tagged a kiss in the bits of lights
Passed to the sky with my fingertips

It will sail along with the winds
Might even through the storms and hurricanes
There at the moment time won't count
My kiss will reach to the fairy land it meant

Take it with your delicate hands
Walk into it with your fairly steps
Keep it safe in your warmest place
Until the day comes to trace me back

© shanikayrs