As I was walking ,
Choosing the hues of life,
Rainclouds made an appearance
On the sunny sky above.
Scuttling through untrodden paths,
The narrow bylanes,not a soul around,
I was indeed lost - Drops of rain
Chased me - but Ahoy! a way was found.
P.S. :My first attempt on acrostic poetry.Hope my readers will like it. To know more about acrostics,click the link given.