You don't have to be
A chameleon to Change the
Colour of your day
haiku by Ken e Hall
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Life A Chemeleon
The whole life a chameleon
Changing its colour time to time
Sometimes it looks like a neon
Sometimes it dull like a crime;
life is like a chameleon
changing its colour time to time.
We all are actors
act time to time
Sometimes factors
sometimes crime
life is like a chameleon
changing its colour time to time.
it was a time
when we are small, Don't know;
who is small
who is tall
now we grown,
able to understand our profit or loss;
after that we will become older
very dependent, very oblivision;
sans emotion sans fellings,
it damages, sans drilling,
it is fade colour of our life;
life is like a chameleon
changing its colour time to time.
poem by Prashant Hooda
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A chameleon can only change its colour but never change its skin.
Change
She starts the day, paints on another happy face.
Gets all dressed up to meet her friends at the usual place.
All the the while she's longing
Just wants to belong.
If you change the colour of your world,
And you change the fears you hold inside.
Will you find what you are looking for?
Change for you, not for me.
Found everything, she wants that money can buy.
But she is lost somewhere in between the lines.
Ohhh inside she's crying.
Her whole world is dying.
If you change the colour of your world,
And you change the fears you hold inside.
Will you find what you are looking for?
Change for you, not for me.
Change not for herself
For someone else
The way she walks
The way she talks
The way she smiles
What she believes
The way she breathes
If you change the colour of your world,
And you change the fears you hold inside.
Will you find what you are looking for?
Change for you, not for me.
Change for you
Don't change for me
Change for you
Don't change for me
song performed by by Belinda Carlisle
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Profuse Understanding
Profuse understanding was at least a gesture
Or colour, the speaker was broad-shouldered
And had lizard hand with painting and colour.
Was a chameleon or a comedian, the man on stage?
Rest the tip of the name on a beverage,
Wrists were appalled and liking the pits of venom.
It was stage and laughter all the way,
My colour shared different tinges,
Textures of the clothes skilled me.
Come to the city of where you are,
Let the acting be speaking and more,
Likewise do not speak utter truth!
poem by Naveed Akram
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The Capacity To Change
the chameleon after all is true
it is not just a metaphor
the way we change colors
depending on those
who really touch us
the way we change ourselves
for the better
because we are loved
despite the odds
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Hey Whatever
Bryan:
Well I can't control the universe
Cause I'm only a man
And I've been reading the papers
But they won't tell me who I am
Shane:
If you really need a new philosophy
Well there's one that makes sense
The one I profess but I say
Chorus: (All)
Hey whatever
Let your beauty come alive
Let your colour fill the sky
And say whatever
Why don't you liberate your mind
Let your colour fill the sky
Shane:
All the world's a waiting room
And we're standing in line
For the answers to the question
"What makes this fine?"
Mark:
Don't let them change your story
Won't let them change your song
Don't let the gurus and philosophers lead you on
Ahh...
Chorus: (All)
Hey whatever
Let your beauty come alive
Let your colour fill the sky
And say whatever
Why don't you liberate your mind
Let your colour fill the sky
Mark:
Wooo!
It's like taking a seat at the roulette table
Just spinning the wheel
Good or bad just take what comes
Don't change how you feel
You're a champion of science
Or are y'just some freak show's fool
What can not be proved, no no
Can still be true
And I say
Chorus: (All)
Hey whatever
Let your beauty come alive
Let your colour fill the sky
And say whatever
Why don't you liberate your mind
Let your colour fill the sky
Chorus: (All)
Hey whatever
Let your beauty come alive
Let your colour fill the sky
And say whatever
Why don't you liberate your mind
Let your colour fill the sky
Ahhh...
Heeey whatever
song performed by by Westlife
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The chameleon changes color to match the earth, the earth doesn't change color to match the chameleon.
Chameleon? Me? No!
A chameleon? Me? No!
But I have appeared on scenes,
Unseen.
Ignored...
And not directly disrespected.
Unless someone regarded me as a pesty insect.
And someone named Jackson...
In my youth did me like that.
A bitter woman that lack attraction.
A chameleon? Me? No!
But I have appeared on scenes,
Unseen.
Not that others were being mean.
I'm not one to call attention to myself.
If it is given,
What can I say?
Go away?
I've tried that before!
It doesn't work.
Then I'm considered a complete jerk.
An egomaniac with insecurities.
A chameleon?
Me?
No!
I don't choose or wish to be.
Nor is that need inside of me.
I just love who it is I am.
With a love of life I experience.
And if others see that differently?
What about that can I really say?
Don't do it like that...
Do that my way?
There is too much to digest.
Too much life I have not lived yet.
To make confessions,
Of how I wished I had lived my life?
The way I 'could' have lived it.
And did that to my delight!
A chameleon?
Me?
No!
'Me' know just 'me' and that's it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Red;
Red is the colour of anger welling up inside me,
Red is believing and then having doubt,
Red is the colour of love and romance,
Red is the colour of the end of my nose on a cold winter day.
The colour of little red riding hoods coat,
Red is mars high up in the sky;
The colour that flushes my cheeks after playing sport and getting embarressed.
The colour of my sore sad eyes after crying.
Red is the colour of my warm blood flooding my veins,
Which shows Human Bondage,
Which shows the life within me,
Red is the colour of ambition burning my soul,
Red is the colour of the devil, which feeds me my power.
poem by karlia Ashlyn
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Let There Be No Changes In Me...
it is my new
year's resolution
not to
change anything
about me,
i remain
as the
true
chameleon.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Green and blue
Green and blue
First-named of colours believe these two.
They first of colours by men were seen
This grass colour, tree colour,
Sky colour, sea colour,
Magic-named, mystic-souled, blue and green.
Later came
Small subtle colours like tongues of flame,
Small jewel colours for treasure trove,
Not fruit colour, flower colour,
Cloud colour, shower colour,
But purple, amethyst, violet and mauve.
These remain,
Two broad fair colours for our larger gain
Stretched underfoot or spreading wide on high,
Green beech colour, vine colour,
Gum colour, pine colour,
Blue of the noonday and the moonlit sky.
poem by Lesbia Harford
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The Colour Yellow
Yellow is the colour
Of the smiles that you bring
Red is the colour
That makes you want to cringe
Blue is the colour
Of water and peace and hope
Green is the colour
That never ever mopes
Purple is the colour
Of grapes and different toys
But yellow is the colour
That I know can bring you joy
poem by Gwenevere Cornwell
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A Blind Child's Plea
What is the colour of the wind, Daddy?
Said the child so small
What is the colour of the wind?
For i can't see it at all
It is the colour of freedom, my child
Said the man to his son
It is the colour of all
The specks of light in the rainbow
That is the colour of the wind
What else, Daddy? What else?
Begged the child
Explain to me more
For you can see what i can not
The sun
The sea
The Earth
And more
It is the colour of beauty
Of peace and light
It is the colour of love
And of day and of night
It feels so free
Said the child
With arms outstreached
I never would have guessed
The colour of the wind
It is the colour you want it to be
And it doesn't matter if you can't see
For the wind is your friend
And you alone
Know the colours of the wind.
poem by Lucy Westmacott
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My Coloring Book
(fred ebb / john kander)
For those who fancy colouring books
And lots of people do
Here's a new one for you
A most unusual colouring book
The kind you'll never see
Crayons ready?
Very well
Begin to colour me
These are the eyes that watched him as he walked away
Colour them grey
This is the heart that thought he would always be true
Colour it blue
These are the arms that held him and touched him
Lost him somehow
Colour them empty now
These are the beads i wore
Until she came between
Colour them green
This is the room that i sleep in and walk in
And weep in and hide in
That nobody, nobody's seen
Oh, colour it lonely, please
This is the man whose love i depended upon
Colour him gone
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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My Colouring Book
(fred ebb / john kander)
For those who fancy colouring books
And lots of people do
Heres a new one for you
A most unusual colouring book
The kind youll never see
Crayons ready?
Very well
Begin to colour me
These are the eyes that watched him as he walked away
Colour them grey
This is the heart that thought he would always be true
Colour it blue
These are the arms that held him and touched him
Lost him somehow
Colour them empty now
These are the beads I wore
Until she came between
Colour them green
This is the room that I sleep in and walk in
And weep in and hide in
That nobody, nobodys seen
Oh, colour it lonely, please
This is the man whose love I depended upon
Colour him gone
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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The true colour of life is the colour of the body, the colour of the covered red, the implicit and not explicit red of the living heart and the pulses. It is the modest colour of the unpublished blood.
quote by Alice Meynell
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The Colour Of Your Eyes
(mckernan / tanega)
Who am i
To say you didnt love me?
When I cant remember
The colour of your eyes
The colour of your eyes
I dont know
How I missed loving you
Still I cant remember
The colour of your eyes
The colour of your eyes
Why didnt you see me
Standing there
Standing there with dreams of love?
To fill the empty shades of grey
I can see
Now that youre leaving me
All the shades of autumn
In the colour of your eyes
The colour of your eyes
The colour of your eyes
The colour of your eyes
The colour of your eyes
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Just Like You
(ferry)
Buttercup daisies
And most anything
They wither and fade
After blossom in spring
Time conquers innocence
Pride takes a fall
In knowledge lies wisdom
Thats all
Everything changes
Weather blows hot or cold
Through alchemy iron turns gold
Quicksilver baby
So hard to pin down
Oh when are you coming around?
Hopelessly grounded
I walk through the streets
Remembering how we spent time
Hopefully yearning that someday well meet
But when will we, how could we - why? oh my!
Fashion houses ladies
Need plenty loose change
When the latest creation
Is last years fab-rave
Thought patterns hazy
This auto-style age
Will lady luck smile old and sage?
She knows that ......
Never again, no, will I give up my heart
To gamble with fate is my crime
Nevertheless love, its all here in my book
Id write it but dont have much time
You see, I know it sounds crazy
But what can I do?
Ive fallen head over heels, over you
Chameleon colour
All phases of moon
The shifting of planets
And leopard spots too
As destiny wills it
So seasons will change
Just like you
song performed by by Roxy Music
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Change! Change! Change!
change! change! change!
everybody talkin' about change.
change your look,
change your luck,
change your politics,
change your religion...
change the country,
change the world....
change the day!
change your underwear!
loose change, pocket change,
winds of change, march for change....
but all real change begins within...
let's work on that,
and then everything else
will change in turn!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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A change of wardrobe
A change of wardrobe
~
a time has come to change
throw out the tattered rags
the old worn threads
usher in some new colour
brighter and more cheerful
something fresh to wear
a more comfortable fit
a sharper look to be seen in
a time has come to change
redress the wardrobe
and improve the self
cast away the old suits
which had seen better days
and step out to be seen
a newer you awaits
a change of wardrobe
poem by Matthew Holloway
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