Change

The tree was full of flowers 

the grass was wet with showers

the sky flaunted with rainbow 

the birds chirped freely in the grove

now the birds have left for south

the lakes have dried mouth

there is no green hue in the sight's range

what really happened? All thanks to change! 

The eyes had light, the hair had satin

smiling at the mirror was  part of her routine

when she walked, heart beats were missed

on her soft feet the ground also kissed

but now in the mirror it is hard to find

the fantasy girl of every young mind

the satin is gone and the face has wrinkles

the change washed all away with its tiny sprinkles

The cute bear cub becomes giant and hairy

there is no doubt the change can be scary

but thanks to the change that the drought becomes rain

the tears become smile and the loss becomes gain

The grass turns green from the dry brown

once poor, becomes the king of the town

The darkest night rises into day

deprived ones also have their say

The change can be pleasant, the change can be scary

It can arrive like a demon, it can come like a fairy

good or bad it  does not matter what

change will come whether you had asked for it or not!