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
I dwell In the absence You left behind
Stop Not These Tears…
do we have the right to be called human just because we know how to conceal our nudity?
' A Small Attempt To Captu...
there's the sea there's the sky the moon and the wind too a picture perfect setting
It has been telling me Many a tale Of woe and joy In infancy
' A Nigh...
After dancing on the nightly lips Dreams melt in The unrealized passion of the night
' A Poem For A...
Woman, Demean not your body Given to you For a divine purpose!
' A Poem O...
That which allows one To stay put amidst chaos That's peace
' A ...
Under a sky That never touched The earth
in the seas of your eyes i see the reflection of the sun rise and the sun set
' A Poem Of Love On A S...
When my eyes For the first time
' A Poe...
Unexpected thunders Rolling and flowing as Sweetest music
' A Poem C...
Our foot prints On the dark damp sands Of last evening Rushed upon my heart
' A Poem ...
We played and played Hours days months years You went your way And I went my way
Rain on tinned roof Rain on concrete Rain soaking into sands Rain on soft earth
The Blind Me
every word he spoke
was dipped in conviction
every nuisance of the body
spoke of his resolve
he sat on the other side
the questions rolled
and he matched each with equal grit