Biography of indira babbellapati
...to me writing poetry is strictly a business of the heart beyond the existential concerns of here and now...
welcome to my pages...i'm grateful to all who read what i write and encourage me.
indira babbellapati Poems
' A Nigh...
After dancing on the nightly lips Dreams melt in The unrealized passion of the night
I dwell In the absence You left behind
' A Poem o...
That which allows one To stay put amidst chaos That's peace
' a small attempt to captu...
there's the sea there's the sky the moon and the wind too a picture perfect setting
stop not these tears…
do we have the right to be called human just because we know how to conceal our nudity?
' A Poem For A...
Woman, Demean not your body Given to you For a divine purpose!
' A ...
Under a sky That never touched The earth
Rain on tinned roof Rain on concrete Rain soaking into sands Rain on soft earth
' A Poem of Love on a S...
When my eyes For the first time
in the seas of your eyes i see the reflection of the sun rise and the sun set
It has been telling me Many a tale Of woe and joy In infancy
' some haikus ...
this marble full moon sliding on a subdued sky a foolish heart's tale
' Few Two Liners ...
I’ve known reception I’ve seen rejection I’ve known how life gets reduced to a memory
How does one define separation? What does one mean by separation? Is it when breath is severed from the body? Is it when the court of law declares 'divorced? '
in the dark portals
may have lived
several moonlit nights
but only one dropp of
a new strength
a new vigour
a new awareness
that cascades through
the dark nights of life