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
' A Poem For A...
Woman, Demean not your body Given to you For a divine purpose!
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 ...
Under a sky That never touched The earth
' A Poem Of Love On A S...
When my eyes For the first time
' A Poem O...
That which allows one To stay put amidst chaos That's peace
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 seas of your eyes i see the reflection of the sun rise and the sun set
' 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
A Surreal Moment
in the midnight hours
my soul abruptly taps
me on my cheek
all around me
faint shadows of
and absurdities grow
larger than life and