she tighten the strings
of the violin
for much much lovely
music

I heard violin cries
tone rigid and fragile

violin of the love
never been an instrument

Beauty keep chanting the ******
In a rhythm exorbitant to love
Pulling the strings of desire
While showing darkness to darkest

Apparently the appreciator
Wake up from the disgrace sleep
Start striping his own words
With a liberating humble smile

Let the universe go ****
And you too take off your clothes
Origin of the meaning of beauty
Worth all your eyes, heart and life

© shanikayrs

Traversing in between that few sweet hangouts
One to another in greater distance
Inside the empty universe

Having shedded ocean of tears
For Keep the moist of life
What life may feel

Staring stagnated beyond horizon
Earnestly towards a vision which can not be seen
For knowing the ingredients of life

The eye has being :

Exhaustede

Then I start feeling
How it is like to live in a heaven
Being loved and kissed
In the days pass by and to the days come by

Then my feelings start singing
To a soft blue rhythm
Augmenting the aura brighter
Even more to thousand stars

**Then myself start turning to yours
Harmonize the splendor of
Colosseum to the vintage days of Paris
' Mihiraviye...'
Days to days - Years to years
The time was beaten
By the sunshine of the spring
Happily everlasting

One day I got to ride
a long way alone of a dusty golden valley
towards a horizon
broader than other horizons
it was the eternal dusk
days and days, years and years
still, it is goldenly glimmering dusk

Maybe it is my blood awaited her love
tamed with the time pictured the dusk in tan
every  blink of light, catching up my eyes
added little more to my enigmatic love
how it could be, the dusk to be immortal
she asked musing on
why it is now strangely sudden?

I came from dawn and being riding days and nights
only the dusk there it has been
cosmos in wait, us to be known
the laws of Gods and calls of heaven
The Dawn is falling only for The Dusk
Life is going by dawning to dusk

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

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

John is a player and I used to smoked him out,
burning to ashes throw it away like a *******.
you may say that more you smoke soon you die.
That is okay. it is just an opinion and it is from you.
At least I stand brave despite my life and killing several players,
All heroes are comes in packs with lethal label,
I just blow em off.

Please don't come to my ash tray !
smoke with me instead !

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

Let all the delighted magic
about to come
let it go

all the rejoice time
anchored bottom of your heart
let it go

all the beauty of her
exaggerations and the sense you felt
let it go - let it all go

all the promises , overwhelmed sweet words
let it go - let them all go

all the hopes for reincarnation
magical myth of do it over
let it go

my dear - empty your heart
let each and every thing to go
go further and further
as you never can touch
never can feel - never can hear
never can see
let it all go

so comes love

you have an artistic eye
yeah, so I found you

The lake was frozen,
the world was white
trembling me set my step out
walking on the frozen lake
my steps broke ice

----------_-----  _ --

I held me, barely found the balance
let my nested man to walk
His nested man as he fails
walked as so on...
I came to the city
was in other side of lake
when I was a kid
Matryoshka dolls I used to play with
made me walk on thin ice

I have been part of love triangles
Or you say
Triangle of common interest

Some times I am the absolute winner
Some other times I am the desperate looser
I don't have anything to offer
To keep the cyclic life running
So all of the time
I am the pathetic victim

One day I will go mad
I will cry to music or will sing out loud
from top of my lungs
- -
I want you to be there behind me then

Some time I like to grow beard
Wet my beard with drips of beers
I will talk about vintage and surrealism
--
I want you to be there behind me then

I will imagine to see you
In a old fashion denim , top button gone
Dancing to the music of Eagles
--
I want you to be the women I dream then

One day I 'll be ready to die
Hope I will embrace the death with that smile
I will say I am alive
--
I want you to be the women say 'yes darling you are very alive'
then ...

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

We are lost in unknown space
she shredding tears
and my heart cries so brutally
we are stuck
sometime it feels it is a dead end
or an endless pit
I am stuck
someone help me out
to stop the time
please I am begging
just before I die
stop the time
stop
for the sake
of ****** god

The love is what
       pink roses says
The love I feel
       dark chocolate says

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

Queen !!
she rules the world
tigers and the gladiators
He dominate his queen
in the royal bed
make the world intoxicate
Grapes and wine
ecstasy overflowing
life is much exotic
in the days of vintage

We all are lonely
It is shame
We have been known to each other
For every word we write
Every thought we think
Even middle of same species
We are crying
For being alone
It is shame
Being alone
Lonely trees
In the jungle
Such a shame
Lame trees

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

I am filled with so much of warm love
Wish you were here to share it , my little dove
That will chase away all your cold

shanikayrs

bring me the happiness
form the flicks of air swirls
tangling around me

take me to that promising land
from the short delicate breath
I take in take out

make me sleep with sweet dreams
in the bed of loft clouds
comes in the evening sky

bring me the vibrant life
in that day - never ends

You and I
we dreamed together
under the Roberrosia tree
with all the pink halo of
flowers

You read me ,

For the first time
I loved for the love
what I was afraid of

Billions of tiny thoughts
fought all together
to come out and
say something back
something meaningful

When the harsh storm
making me numb
Roberrosia dream of us
make me awaken

Before I go mad

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

A broken butterfly
fallen to my world of silence
bleeding colors of her wings
started to pour through my soul
to an instance of wonder
my world lights up in color

I slowly closed my eyes
In a breath after
I found myself
flying with the butterfly
to a divine horizon

© shanikayrs

What if the life can be ,
insanely dive into the bright blue ocean of love
for a day or two
feel s it like life time of never ending spring
everything is so bright and mild
promise to our breath
for us to be eternal , this moment be immortal
love is the morning dew ,
golden sand and evening sea breeze
love is the joy of peace , purest wonder in life
love is the only language it speaks

I wanted to undress you

I wanted you to crawl like a tigress
I wanted you to show me the danger

I wanted to *******
I wanted to see you dance in strawberry orchard

I wanted to here you moan
I wanted to see a red strawberry griped to your lips

I wanted to exchange vow of silence
I wanted to see you become buoyant

I wanted you to say '**** me more'
I wanted you to fill what words can not fill

I wanted to you be amoral over the codes
I wanted you to flourish like a red poppy

I wanted you to walk with me side by side
I wanted to teach you green, red and blue, black and white

I wanted the strawberry to remark our day
I wanted to see your smile and **** walk

I wanted you to be me
I wanted you to have big eyes

I wanted you
I wanted the whole you

© shanikayrs

They Don't exists
Monsters and Angels

Don't exist !

Stay calm breath slowly
They don't exists

wine me
beer me
***** me
arrack me
whiskey me
cider me
gin tonic me
       &
kiss, dead me

you are broken
anxious - not gifted
God never stood by your side
you fill what you don't have
with images
then you connect all
with your thoughts
you read your suffer
by the pain of thousand others

your skull is cracked so the
knowledge all pass by

then you became a poet

Listen !
I know you try surviving
Listen !
I am not surviving
Listen !
You and I can not be apart
Listen !
You love me so do I

Listen ! I plead !!

Come in a way
Give my life back
I plead , stop

Love - Listen !!

read in sinhala & english*

හඳ
දිදුලන්න
වචනකුදු නොකියාම
හිරුගෙ ආලොකයද
ගත දවන රශ්මියද
විහිදන්න සොම්නසින්
සඳ කිරණෙ සිසිලසින්

හඳ
දිදුලන්න තව ලන්ව
සනසමින් තුන් රැයම
සඳ මඩලෙ කන්තිය
වේවි දරාගත් හැමදෙයම

Hello..

Hi..

Not you, the witch
I need a hug.        
came a long way.
tired.

From?

She knows, she does

She is not here

never mind
' be outside
that bench there
in cold

Till she comes?

.

Today I am a single atom
Like most the other of unsounded life
All around us - look happy

When I see the filtered sunlight
In the dawn coming through the cloud
I feel the life and the hope
For a new beginning

What I see as life and what I live
As life, surly not the samething
Like the sun getting exuberant
As it climb right above to your head
My very own life burn it self
And make both my life and the skin
Dark

When I see the moonlight
Mild and soothing beams of it
I look upward and say to the moon
How the day light tortured my mind

Moon - She knows all my dark secrets
To my prayers she only say one thing

" Darling you are the sun,
       you are my light, even though you didn't know
  Darling you are not bad, you are power
       of the life, yours and all the others "

Today I am an atom
I don't understand what she says
But I am stubborn
I want to believe, And I will keep believe
What moon says and keep saying
With her kind and nice smile
And mystic gesture of love

Indeed she became the light
To the darkness I see as dark

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

**** they all talk about love without knowing a dime of it
love for me is the love, which made you feel loved
irresistible - steamy  and dreamy
oh Jesus teach em love not the definition of love
this is the month April, the month of Sun, to whoever near the equator -
and this man who writes all these
lavish  with the exuberance of love which may only the lonely writers
may understand
bring me the love - the love that I understands
Sun- that would be my only new year wish
happy new year !!!

...... ! ,

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

love
it comes
when all the words
lost its sound
but you
still remain
ecstatic
and
you dare to
grow
young!

My eyes stuck to your rainfall
you all white making happy mist
as you fall and ever falling

I know the weight you carry
the joy of your water
and the secret you hides
under the infinite
bubbles of raindrop

I enjoy watching you falling
making all the fine art I ever knew :
your spring ,you raindrops :
no that is not me
I am only the painter
of the epic of your very own stories
yet In the love with
the scent of your watery cloud
I called
' The Nayagara'

Stars shine on the wrinkling water
ending a journey of billion years
far across the universe
voids, dusts and many hidden secrets
you are the same
if the yesterday is gone

Stone rocks and tropical trees
made their way to glorify dusk
greeting to birds, wind and our kind kids
beauty isn't what light or the dark
you are the same
if tomorrow is gone

Glorious sun shine for himself
Lighting the Alps blue and green
Even though the lake my breath touch
Caught only to star strikes
you are the same
if you live for now

© shanikayrs

what is it wrong about forgetting the world all at once
bring up little art to your very own egregious body
what is it about emancipating your voice to the words to free float
Rising and drowning sun      our dear god of light
what is about free *** tonight to treat your invaluable serenades

purple coconut trees
swaying hammock
glazing eyes immaculately
pouring love
what is about free *** tonight to our longing detachments
what is about free *** tonight to touch the zen we born about
oh' omasha hoʻokuʻu  aloha tonight