So I have changed

As I was young 

Each thing looked like flowers

In a beautiful garden in a paradise

Spreading   fragrance all over

Flowing springs looked joyful

The whole universe

Was fresh and shining

With glory every where

All the things are still there

But no eyes are there to watch

Now that pleasure does not remind me

Of those golden days spent there

 A hidden  story  is there  of those beautiful days

As it is the demand of the day

One has to change accordingly

With the changing world

So I have  changed  dear .

Asha