it was 12;00 in the night

I was holding myself tight

it was spooky and dark

I heard someone swing in the park

this was not a dream

cuz I saw someone by the stream

and then you wont believe it

I heard TALKING in my closet

and i could not find my pet

so I took the courage and opened the closet

it was my SISTER eating my chocolate

-gaurangi

my illusion is becoming my reality,

it’s becoming my high,

its my priority,

my illusion is my pleasure,

the only sort of closure,

my illusion is my cry for help!

I am loosing myself…………………..

-gaurangi

Too much of anything is a mess,

an abundance of colour in my face,

my ears are calm,

my eyes on fire,

hands all over,

a crowding desire,

too close,

too much,

my body wants too run,

the rainbows are too fun……………….

-gaurangi

The warmth is what I seek,

the soft grass under my paws makes me happy,

I can feel my blood slowly warming,

I can see the flowers, oh so charming,

the wind is my water, washing away the sadness,

I am left untouched,

I am left complete

-gaurangi

what does it feel like ,

when we slip into oblivion,

does it hurt?

does it pain?

does it feel the same ,as falling into a dreamless sleep ,

or are there any memorys to keep?

is there a god above ,

or is there a white dove,

am I a flying angle too

or am I you

I guess ill know now

maybe there will be a cow…………….


-gaurangi

I am the coral in the ocean,

I am the dirt in your nails,

I am the thorns in the rose-bush,

I am what you think about everyday,

I am the hands that **** you every night,

I am the dark in the day,

I am what you fear every freaking moment,

I am the pleasure of your body,

I am the pain in your neck,

I am the filth you walk on,

I am the milk in your mother’s breast,

I am the ground,

the sky,

the water,

I am the ******* you crave,

I am the ugly you desire,

I am whatever you want me to be,

I am your illusion,

I am your MAYA…………..

-gaurangi

I cry for what is lost

for what mattered the most

I cry that it is gone

to those who rejoice its done

my hands they tremble

my eyes soaked dry

my body crippled

my mind sighed

they pull

they push

trying to lift her up

but don’t they know I am already above

she lies there pale and calm

with my hand in her palm

they tell me to go

but who am I to say no?



-gaurangi

You must think you are such a gift to the women of the world

you think you are the only one who deserves our pearls

you think we stay up at night

at night we stay with a lamp on

our lives halted when you are not there

you think your touch will undo me

make my ******* drop to my knees

dropping filled with wetness

wetness of desire

desire to be slapped

desire to be *****

desire to be kicked around

then spat out like a days old gum

desire to have our final breaths struggling beneath you

beneath you thinking “oh god could my last moment be any better”

you think i desire to lie cold all night

blood caked around my thighs

suffering ,suffering

only to be found dead in the morning……….

-gaurangi