Rumination amidst solitude

You Ma

Published by purplepinkbliss under on 5:28 AM
Ma, I was too busy complaining,
The art of silence doesn’t work anymore
For ruthless manipulation selfishness,
Malevolence and vanity oil the world.
And Ma, the reservoir of guilt in me
Stirs, bubbles, as I contemplate
The shallow end to get to my dreams.
I was still complaining Ma
As I took that punch of a feel
Of incompetency right across my face
For not holding onto aggression
And arrogance to turn tides to my favor.
Why did you curb those streaks in me?
For it is easier to be plain shallow!
Those corporate dreams, the luxury,
The vanity are all but another version
Of poverty so you told me…
Go inwards, seek love, content within!

It is not easy Ma
To summon courage of the highest order
To face oneself, accept oneself.
And if I turned out a person calm
Graceful like a centered woman
Instead of taking it out on the world
I am getting there Ma.
You shower love not once jealous
At beauty and goodness not your own.
You are capable of sharing your sons
With girls from another’s womb
Not once possessive, Oh your serenity
(which very few women possess)
And power to wait at the face of key threats
Not once restless or antagonistic…
I simply want to be You MA.

Published by purplepinkbliss under on 2:25 AM
I am Special

There is this ring of attraction
That passes right through us
And it is natural that I am attracted
To you and you too,
And you maybe attracted to her
That lovely friend of mine
With slender hips or that one
Over there with great hair!
And let me tell you, that one lady
Who evades your mind
Is way too smart for you.
As for me,
I like the way you lavish time,
Affection, attention and by simply listening
You make me feel like the centre
of your present, the current!
But all that is just till
An other lady I’m acquainted with
Tells me how a wonderful, kind man
You are and how special you make her feel.
That wonderful glow of “it maybe love”
makes me want to tell her,
“Honey, he is the same one
Who smeared it on me as well.”

It’s fine and that romance “forever”
Is taking that farthest seat in me.
You just make everyone feel special
And it is not a bad thing.
But will it ever stop this special after special?
If anything irks me at all…
It is just that feeling of my specialty
Or hers or hers is not special enough to you
But I guess…
That is something YOU should work on
And I shouldn’t be carried away
By my specialty mirrored in your eyes!
Instead I should live in sheer exhilaration
In knowing that “I am Special”.

Published by purplepinkbliss under on 2:20 AM

Will you have me?

Published by purplepinkbliss under on 1:51 AM
Here I am awake late into the night
Staring into the darkness in and out
Feeling all those sad thoughts
I ought not to. That is what
Drowns me in utter dismay,
You, whom I have known,
For such a brief while
Can make me sigh and whine.
I bear a fa├žade of indifference
And appear to be out of reach
But here I am failing every minute
For I cannot bear to stay away,
In a desperate attempt to soothe myself
My heart toys around like a lonely child
Over those joyous memoirs
And I hear your laughter, your voice
Rekindle the ecstasy they have brought me
And I can’t even remember why
I’m staying away.

I want to come back. Will you have me?

Open Highway

Published by purplepinkbliss under on 2:46 AM


How like a highway open

I let people pass me by.

I hate being a desolate road and

If a little meaningless hustle bustle

Would take away another dreary

Lonely day, I’d let people linger

For my sake alone!

And LO! A friend on the horizon!

A good friend is a kismet.

But also a bane,

For once you know

What it is like to have a friend

Anguish it is to be an open highway.

I know I will survive.

But when I’ve had a day eventful,

Or when I’ve basked in the sun

When leisure pursuits fascinate

Or when I have tasted dust

That sour taste in my mouth

Pervades for nothing is done with

Unless I split it with you,

For you abide my weakness and strengths,

Foster intimacy, a rare, rare luxury

I want to hold on to forever.

Just Tell Me

Published by purplepinkbliss under on 2:30 AM
Just Tell Me

The fancy you have allowed me
To believe that your are in love
Yet not the benefit
Of a claim I can define
That we are in love…
This helpless need for selfish love
Where you are the lover and I am the loved
Where I bask in my own reflection
Through your eyes and I enjoy
A sheer vanity that was missing,

But it is no longer about me
Or how I ravish in my own reflection
I am in love with you.
Pray! Do not take me to the heavens
Only for you to retreat into your island
That is forbidden to me.
But do correspond, tell me…
When and why you put this silence
In between that I cannot fathom.

I love you enough to want to fathom
All your needs and put them before mine.
You are free to be yourself
To leave, to stay, to love another,
But the silence is killing me.

Silly Dame

Published by purplepinkbliss under on 9:57 AM

In love it is often hard to be the sun.

So full of light to shine light around,

Light the world…

But we are all like the moon.

We wait for some light to grace us

To light us up

And spread light into the world.

But our sun, our source of joy

Cannot, will not or may not

Shine light our way when we so desire,

That is when we wallow in gloom

For we have no grace to call our own.

Pray! Let me be the sun.

Let me sing for the songs sake alone.

Let me smile from the happiness within

Let me dream dreams on my own.

Let my being be the sunshine…

But silly dame that is me

Like the moon will wait for ye!