indira babbellapati

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indira babbellapati Poems

201. Explorations: Liii 2/21/2013
202. Explorations: Liv 2/21/2013
203. Cyclic Rhythms 2/22/2013
204. Our Dreams 2/24/2013
205. Me And My Dreams 2/24/2013
206. A (Sur) Real Moment 2/28/2013
207. My Martinet 3/1/2013
208. A Simple Truth 3/12/2013
209. Explorations: Lv 3/26/2013
210. Om Sai... 3/26/2013
211. For That Stealthy Wink... 1/18/2013
212. At World's Richest God 3/29/2013
213. For Him I Know Not: Xxxii 3/30/2013
214. The Invisible Hand 4/4/2013
215. Kaal Cakra Or The Wheels 4/5/2013
216. My Faith 4/5/2013
217. Traversing Through A Desert 4/9/2013
218. Explorations: Lvi 4/11/2013
219. Explorations: Lix 4/18/2013
220. Explorations: Lx 4/22/2013
221. Explorations: Lxi 4/22/2013
222. Spring In The Air.. 4/3/2013
223. Explorations: Lxiii 4/29/2013
224. 'Death, Be Not Proud...' 4/30/2013
225. Deceptive Mirrors 5/5/2013
226. A Child's Prayer* 5/7/2013
227. A Child's Encounter With Death 5/7/2013
228. My Froggy 5/14/2013
229. An Abstraction 5/14/2013
230. Explorations: Lxv 5/16/2013
231. Frozen Wind 5/18/2013
232. For Ravi Shamkar 6/13/2013
233. Somewhere In Between... 7/2/2013
234. For Whom I Know Not... 7/2/2013
235. For Whom I Know Not... 2 7/15/2013
236. What If 7/2/2013
237. Coup De Grace 6/9/2013
238. For Whom I Know Not...3 8/12/2013
239. A Boon 1/23/2014
240. A Prayer... 2/7/2014

Comments about indira babbellapati

  • 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...


    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 my little contact i found her a learned person, an affectionate lady, n a wonderful poet..

  • 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.

  • 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

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

    I am so into sand sculpture

  • 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.

  • ata khan (3/29/2009 7:26:00 AM)

    I like how you listed your poems

  • 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! ! !



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

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

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

Read the full of ' A Poem That Woke Me Up! '

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...


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