indira babbellapati Poems

busy busy...
over wht?

still to figure out...
...

sometimes confusion laces
the mind and sometimes
visible green dots
float across the puddles
...

from a clear morning sky
a crow swooped down
a lazy packet of bisuits
on the parapet wall
...

this morning i felt
a part of me fast dying
as another part of me
quickly breathed life...
...

the umbilical chord's
severed to let me be
to know my 'self'
and ever since
...

they sat there
their eyes seeing far
into the blue sky
and the sea below
...

I’ve seen all
I’ve heard all
I’ve absorbed all
...

last night
i sat in front of
a heap of tears:
happy tears
...

Silence,
A sanctuary amidst
Nature
...

this life is yours
so is the pain
and laughter
loss and gain
...