A
chameleon died
No colors anymore
Ένας
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A brilliant haiku. There is no scope of changing colour there
A colorful chameleon died, a nice metaphor to condole the death of a nice friend.
Losing a friend, yes that color is gone but all they touched has been colored in some way by their presence. These words you have crafted are expressed in one of those beautiful colors. A fine tribute to your friend.
wow fantastic metaphor- Yes- Death is death of chameleon. ///great
I admire such a haiku for its way of telling a big story with time-saving efficiency. Nice going!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Friends add colors to our life. When they are gone, they take a part of us. A thought provoking poem. Brilliantly penned.10