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shanika yrs Feb 2018
I am infuriatingly out glowed with ecstasy
by  post traumatic serotonin rush of the accident of
that my law breaking motor bike hit in another car
whom purely taking his turn to the left

Now it is the dawn of dusk, last few seconds of the day
but I never wanted to wash the blood of the scratches I got
instated  I purely enjoy seen them drying up
nonetheless It felt to my juvenile mind some protagonist kind of a pride about me
keep walking with blood splatted white linen shirt and black shades
I am an ecstatic
I showed both the fingers to the docs and to the hospital staff
you know the prospect patient with an insurance

I was an innocent law breaker, Juvenile
thus no wonder why I see that turning to the left is never right
and of course neither to right is right because
the hospital , that was in the right from the junction
I only rode my bike straight in narrow bleak space of
all among the mid day traffic jam of insanely busy people

by the way car driver was a good guy
though he doesn't own that hybrid black boy he drove
we shook hands , shared good byes and  I came back home
then breaking the virtue of healthy non smoking
I lit a cigarette
© shanikayrs
shanika yrs Jan 2018
Will let                                                              ­            
The lust                    
To get burn                                                             ­   
          You see                                  
The love                                                             ­                                       
                     That bird                                  
                                                       Comes in ash      
                                                  
                            
Phoenix
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shanika yrs Jan 2018
good thing about life is
you got a create it
you ******* got a want to create it
like that you wanting to be a wizard
world would not accept
you will be all **** alone
but you gotta create it
the world you belong
it won't exist
until you create it
all by your god self
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shanika yrs Jan 2018
There are sometimes , my friend
It seems that pain is never gonna pass
No matter what you do
There are times, I am saying
My friend we born with it, we are
No one will see, I am saying, you will be alone
Even without your own shadow
My friend I am saying, There are times
Everyone else is a hero in their way
Except you, you get to have nothing as it seems
So you stop eating fish because you see
You feel the burning pain of their gills
When you got them out of water, my dear
My friend, My friend , My friend !!! hello
They are sometimes, I am saying
Hello .............................................................
© shanikayrs
shanika yrs Dec 2017
Sometime some women
making me, to recite
thousands  lines of beautiful poems
in an infinite loop

But you ,
you foster my heart
spur my thoughts
sparkle the eyes
and then

you,


you took my words
© A love poem to someone that I don't have a right
shanika yrs Dec 2017
It just get funny and funnier
when the life wants to ****
the ego of men whom never had life
how an old man with many wrinkles
chuckle at this like he just lost his mind
huh :D :D :D :D :D

May be the life is asking for ..
for more entertainment
from it'''s best actors
funny :D ain't it?
when you look up and beg
that words counts
not for you though :D :D
Old men they are all
chuckle like mad and they all were
retired
© shanikayrs
shanika yrs Nov 2017
You know flowers
Flowers wake up with sun
And some of them are different
They wake up with moon
That is the nature
What we don't know
We humans
And we do lie
We do lies
Smile even I Just lied you
With the story of flowers

shanikayrs
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