I can conquer the Everest
But not your clandestine heart
For it is extremely changeable
Like the cunning chameleon
Resting in the gardens couch,
Changing its color evermore
Along the Sun’s modulation,
Baffling the light’s apparition
Like the wind in the aloft hill
Swirling underneath the clouds
Tangoing with the virgin cliffs
That so suddenly descends down
And uproots the ripened love trees
very good write Bhuwan!!!
I have a chameleon in my house as a pet...lol
catching flies like mad.....but one day he or is it she.....hahahaha got hold of a tiny beautyspot on my neck....must of thought it was a fly......it hurt quite a bit I must admit... < <smiles>>
Bhuwan,
mysteries unfold in this color of the chameleon love
"Swirling underneath the clouds
Tangoing with the virgin cliffs
That so suddenly descends down
And uproots the ripened love trees "
love the beauty in imagery..
My friend clapping , excellent Peggy
In a post-coup America, an Illinois farm boy is drawn into the resistance by his brother's death. Captured, he is given a choice: betray his friends, or the girl he loves will be lobotomized.
Just as life during the pandemic was color-coded with different hues representing different levels of danger, life in its aftermath has become shaded in similar ways. As a self-styled “Seeker of Beauty with Beauty,” (borrowing from a quote by W.E.B.
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Excellent,
Reindeer
Love this beautiful write..
Trixie :)
I have a chameleon in my house as a pet...lol
catching flies like mad.....but one day he or is it she.....hahahaha got hold of a tiny beautyspot on my neck....must of thought it was a fly......it hurt quite a bit I must admit... < <smiles>>
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Tinka
*Marlene*
Chrissie
mysteries unfold in this color of the chameleon love
"Swirling underneath the clouds
Tangoing with the virgin cliffs
That so suddenly descends down
And uproots the ripened love trees "
love the beauty in imagery..
My friend clapping , excellent Peggy