Chameleon Poems - Poems about Chameleon

... He knows but I myself won't tell him looking at me in sorrow Having fun with that laughter too i will never tell anyone I'm in this thought every evening What new sorrow will tomorrow Who wi......Read the rest...

...The streams of chameleon cultures are wrapped in an unending charade of peace, love and warmth. How I wish we were truly free indeed, not just from the invaders. Free from ourselves, our b......Read the rest...

...Cracked moonlight caresses every carnation flower, While my sight sees a salty sea seven miles away from here . The moon burns to ashes as the old ocean grows golden with every growing hour, I can......Read the rest...

... Lying supine on my non-mowed lawn at early dawn looking at cerulean sky on a sunny day. Everything fine ! Chirping sparrows walking on my lawn in row trying......Read the rest...

... Tired, worn out and sapped The lonely man waiting for the day to end The night is better, kind and comforti......Read the rest...

... I’ve never been where they tread, chasing mirage through desert storm. I look at evasive eyes perennially petrified, see their void vision fixed fast on fantasy, shroud of de......Read the rest...

...An evanescent bouquet of skewed briars, is how a tinsel laden tawdry essence wickedly unfolds , scuppered signpost to a fetid human compost, faint light pendant on soul crushed quantum migrant,......Read the rest...

...THE BIG 3 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In the pantheon of rhyme, where legends intertwine, Three emcees blaze trails, so divine. Kendrick, Drake, & Cole, in that revered line, Emcees crafting worlds, be......Read the rest...

... Title 2/ BAIT Quote: Better to shun the bait than struggle in the snare. William Blake The transiting sun shines on you deceptively, spreads shifting spectrum in chameleon sky, the mas......Read the rest...

...Some say I'm soulful, Others the Devils tool, One minute I might find you doleful, The other acting quite the fool. Yet that's patently unfair, One aspect that I can't abide, For I'm as pure ......Read the rest...

... In the misty milepost of the penultimate pathway, at the faint fringe of future obscure, the twilight tune reverberates the requiem for the forlorn tree, silhouetted tranquil against su......Read the rest...

...For a moment I disguised myself. A chameleon blinked. "You don't have to do that" she said. I had already hid my reply, under a galactic rock. Her focused sunlight licked my eyesight like......Read the rest...

...I dreamed my way here I’ve had my cringe moments I feel pressure, I lose perspective I’ve wholeheartedly failed I misspeak, underthink, overreact I try to do the right thing the right thing isn......Read the rest...

...Woven worlds of women Stitched together by pleasure and pain Colorful quilting language But at the core the subject the same How to make something from nothing How to surf the teal tides of lif......Read the rest...

... For the schematic inducement of compulsive being, the transmuting tenet of identity changes in the self-devised palette of color mélange, while the conjured chameleon paints the shifting faç......Read the rest...