indira babbellapati

Rookie - 106 Points (visakhapatnam, india)

indira babbellapati Poems

641. Dialogue With Self: Ii 12/7/2009
642. ...Embedded In Silence 12/5/2009
643. Beyond Recognition 12/24/2009
644. Cactus Dreams 1/15/2010
645. Wrapped In Layers Of Oblivion 9/25/2010
646. A Poem Sliding Down The Glass-Pane 7/5/2011
647. A Poem Of Rain-Days And Rain-Nights 8/5/2011
648. A Poem That Radiates 6/22/2011
649. A Chance Rendezvous 2/10/2010
650. You, Clouds And I 10/11/2011
651. A Senryu 1/17/2010
652. For Him I Know Not 4/17/2010
653. A Poem Of Peace And Strength! 6/30/2011
654. You, Poetry And I 9/26/2011
655. A Poem That Peeked Within 9/7/2011
656. Dialogue With Self 12/5/2009
657. But Still... 12/29/2009
658. A Poem On Obsequies To A Tear 8/16/2011
659. A Senryu On Life N Death 1/9/2010
660. Freedom And I 12/21/2009
661. Sand Sculpture 9/11/2009
662. You, Sea And I 9/15/2011
663. Yesterday's Dream* 10/17/2010
664. A Poem Of Once Upon A Time... 8/25/2011
665. A Boat-Ride, Surreal 12/18/2009
666. You, My Emotions And I 9/26/2011
667. You, Communication And I 9/27/2011
668. Cactus Speaks, A Senryu 3/15/2010
669. A Poem Of Shadow Boxing With Self 9/6/2011
670. A Poem On The Fragile Nature Of Communication 7/1/2011
671. Where Dreams Bloom 3/23/2010
672. A Respite Within Respite 2/12/2010
673. Ah, Winter! 1/5/2012
674. A Small Couplet: Ii 12/23/2009
675. But Let The Show Go At Its Pace! 9/19/2009
676. A Monsoon Precursor 7/6/2010
677. Desire 1/9/2010
678. Disappointment 12/30/2009
679. You, Tears And I 9/16/2011
680. Forest Mist 12/10/2009
Best Poem of indira babbellapati

' A Poem That Woke Me Up! '

I dwell
In the absence
You left behind

That absence occupies me

I dabble
In the silence
You fill me with

That's my silent connect

This heart
Still sings
The moonlight sonata of yore

That silent score sustains me

My breath
Still draws in
The perfume dabbed on this skin

That silently nurtures hope in me

Every night
I bury tear for you
In my heart

That quenches my heart's thirst

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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

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