Down Pours The Rain Poem by Rimni chakravarty

Days change and so the Nights
People change, so do I!
Green is the meadow, while blue is the sky
Times flies, flows the tide
At times I brood and then go for the joy ride
The sun shines while the stars twinkle bright
Everywhere shades of grey, no black and white
Why we change?
Seems so strange!
We change and grow
With the tide we flow
Winds blow
At times hard and at times slow
But Change is there always
I am helpless to keep my worries at bays
As one day I will grow old who once was very bold
What will happen?
Down pours the rain.