Kavya S Babu
Biography of Kavya S Babu
My words and worlds!
Anybody can create wonders with words just by coupling together imagination and creativity.I love writing poems since poetry can hold the entire emotions of the universe and still remain beautiful despite whether it's soul is weeping out of depression or crying out of excitement.The feel of landing on another sphere where your emotions are free to fly and every lifeless wins life...the writings born out of these.., I present here...
Kavya S Babu Poems
Still now, but don't know why I gaze up at the sky and explore its mystery! My envelope seems to move away
The Dead Eyes...
Years passed, death is aside face wrinkled and mind ruptured the legendary life is at its last breath Did I see life? I wonder!
Silence, all about being enjoying nature's murmur. From the time the sun rises, till when it hides out,
I had the most beautiful voice I had the best soothing words I am taught with good thoughts I am gifted with all I wanted
The Beauty Of Vision
Rejoicing in the beauty of my vision! Will continue this; mystical fainting,
How many years? Am afraid to estimate. For then, my heart would go weightless.
Leaving Behind My Thoughts....
Leaving behind my own thoughts Believing in my new world I went along the sideways That resemble some of my olden days
The Last Drop.
Thud! I oozed out through the tiny crevices and fell down with all my mass. Something seems to push me with all its vigour I fear! , am I faster than light?
Nothing More To Pen
A letter to you, my dearest friend Found and lost somewhere in the tale. A chair for you to be beside Lay amidst the occupied ones,
Down The Lane, In The Monsoon Rain
Down the lane, in the monsoon rain I just floated in the moist air... Guarded on either side By the muddy streams; running fast
At A Distance...
I looked at the narrow pathway leading forth At a distance, I can see my future Adorn with treasure, pleasure and leisure Awaiting me and the generations to come
At The Wits' End
My world is wide but my path is narrow My eyes are bright but its vision is too delicate
From The Bud........
I looked through the petal side Saw a stream of bright light Lashes of my eye blinked with delight A splash of smile, my lips went wide
At The Wits' End
My world is wide
but my path is narrow
My eyes are bright
but its vision is too delicate
My mind is built up
but its too weak to hold up
My life is beautiful
but at times it turns out to be furious
The sun, the moon and the stars