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
' 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
' A Poem For A...
Woman, Demean not your body Given to you For a divine purpose!
stop not these tears…
do we have the right to be called human just because we know how to conceal our nudity?
' A ...
Under a sky That never touched The earth
' A Nigh...
After dancing on the nightly lips Dreams melt in The unrealized passion of the night
' some haikus ...
this marble full moon sliding on a subdued sky a foolish heart's tale
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
It has been telling me Many a tale Of woe and joy In infancy
' 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? '
Rain on tinned roof Rain on concrete Rain soaking into sands Rain on soft earth
call of desire*
this embryonic desire
to surrender myself
at the altar of your passion
to feel the warmth of your breath
that breathes the skin
into a glow
to taste those lips
that determine the course
of our growing passions