Thursday, March 10, 2022

One More Time

 

I dipped the paint-brush in my reverie.

And found our pictures in the gallery.

Colours that lit us whenever we blushed-

forever I have framed in memory. 



Wednesday, March 9, 2022

Chameleon

 

Chameleon hides in plain sight

for its prey hovers somewhere. 

And to survive others’ might

amusing colours it wears.

Like we who often take charge

of those who are presumed weak.

But as quick to camouflage

when the steps of success seek.

When in fear we disappear-

and incognito appear.