Lens Mania

All Poems Copyright: ravivchhabra.com Managing Editor: fnbworld.com B urray enters a new world lilac and green He got no sleep nor did he weep Lying down on knees he was weedy and weak He didn’t walk or hear or speak Never wanted her to be a sheep In such pincer duress just simple caress Seeing Burray sad I felt like his dad The fur and the broken pause He said it with frozen paws Her smile his best balm Bru is a corn He understands the storm Inside the house who plays foul Burray and Bru got no grouse Bru calls me Papa He loves Frank Zappa! The din is unlike the fallen pin No replacement after displacement Burray was meek Brù heard someone creep He stares and falls asleep Then again up for his meal  Lilac and green... Hurrayyyy! shouts Bru for Burray...

                                                            All poems copyright: ravivchhabra.com Managing Editor: fnbworld.com                                                            E ngulfed in the depressing mode; They reached the contending zone. The bodily chimes and its din; Emotions sliding into the bin. In darkness within was the weapon; That crushed doubts stumbled upon. He found her after nights of pledging; She chose to push the frightful hedging. Knowing it wasn't over yet; Life still remained a bet. Lustful damp smoke filled their lungs; Intertwined and restless were their limbs.

All poems copyright:  ravivchhabra.com Managing Editor:  fnbworld.com   Our Embrace S he whispers when I shout; her seeming tranquility is an answer to my madness. We often meet in the night woods and every time, the darkness becomes our embrace.