indira babbellapati

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  • Tirupathi Chandrupatla Tirupathi Chandrupatla (5/16/2013 8:41:00 PM)

    Images creep out of the ordinary in Ms Babbellapati's poems. Images imagined, real, surreal, of intense thought, and action simply take shape out of no where. Dreams, rains, monsoon, water drops from the roofs, waves, sea in action, nature, and fellow beings show up elsewhere. It's then only a matter of choice of words. She chooses them with utmost precision and leads us precisely to where she wants us to go.We then get lost in a world of its own design.

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  • Shahzia Batool Shahzia Batool (6/20/2012 9:49:00 AM)

    .PROSE - words in their best order
    POETRY- the best words in their best order...

    S.T.Coleridge

    Ms. Babbellapati knows this art fully.She uses language most precisely and exploits all of the resources of
    language wonderfully in order to convey her meaning to the conscious reader.From the long mythical poems and series work to the short Senryus n haikus, her diction varies according to the ends she wishes to achieve. She decides it by the nature of the literary form, the subject n the style .Her poems sometimes serve as Idylls to describe a euphoric environment which is remotely attainable. Her pages are a welcome shelter away from the worries n woes of the world...in my little contact i found her a learned person, an affectionate lady, n a wonderful poet..

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  • Allemagne Roßmann Allemagne Roßmann (10/8/2011 2:25:00 PM)

    It has been transcending through a couple of odd years moving on towards the forefront of the third since the read on Miss Indira Babbellapati`s poems are spraying lemons on the sins of life and its dire consequences-sorrows, losses, gains, wins, passions, regrets in all allegories and rhetorics.The verses are also precise and lucid and therefore forays with all-from henchmen to bugbears, from learner to learned as we are all beaten slowly slowly from life to death.But in her poems the minds somehow feel be invested where damp squibs of daily life are turned with her touch into real and resplendent stuffs-truths so acidic and loaded with the contemptible art of cluttered expletives for me especially who is a lily-livered writer.But ever since i know is that the what i called a slice of life was never fulfilled until it guzzled up the dishes of Miss Babbellapati edge-on-the-seat where it starts and meanders.In German-ausgezeichnet and in English-outstanding.

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  • Patrick A. Martin (10/10/2009 12:11:00 AM)

    Indir Babbellapati is a poet of distinction. A sculturess of the written word. When looking for gems that sparkle go to her page you won't be diappointed.
    Patrick A Martin

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  • Pitilosi Mdala (9/20/2009 5:08:00 PM)

    I am so into sand sculpture

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  • Ranjit Ravindran (9/17/2009 2:21:00 PM)

    An angel of goodwill with childlike innocence,
    Lively and cheerfulness in abundance,
    Caring mother with great patience,
    Teacher by profession with exceptional brilliance,
    Poet at heart with supreme valiance,
    Translator of literature, Telugu by preference.

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  • ata khan (3/29/2009 7:26:00 AM)

    I like how you listed your poems

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  • Sivan P.G Menon (7/14/2008 10:59:00 AM)

    Dear Indira..

    Is exploitation…Oppression…. Misdemeanor.. a legacy?
    Men…its time we change …

    Head strong content of human right …social commitment…
    Relevant eternally…

    Crisp..Bold & hard hitting! ! !

    Regards…

    Sivan..

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  • Jerry Hughes (7/16/2007 2:46:00 AM)

    A sheer delight to read this taleted lady's work...

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Best Poem of indira babbellapati

' A Poem For All Men And Women! '

Woman,
Demean not your body
Given to you
For a divine purpose!

Woman,
You're not mere body, though!

A soul's passage
To an earthly sojourn
Is no spitoon!

The hips
That hold life secure
The breasts
That nourish growth
The body
That bears the world
Can never be a play-field
For the undeserving
For those who look upon it
As a booty to loot!

It's not for measly men
Who price it at their whim!

Woman,
Ridden with pain
Your body is a celebration too
Woman,
Your body is a unique creation
To...

Read the full of ' A Poem For All Men And Women! '

Peacock-Feather Sea

scorching sun above
undulating waves below
in between the vacant me
as my eyes extended
their vision on this
monsoon afternoon
the sea turned
into one sprawling
peacock feather...

22aug2009
15.10hrs