Like a neglected Pebble I stand among the millions,
Big enormous stones showing off their metamorphosed skin with pride.
I have tiny details but the materialised eyes don’t find them,
And here on the corner of the untouched Sandy beach I lie.
I wait to be loved
To be touched and felt
But the sunbeams never falls on my side.
My lips sing song of solitude and joy,
Life is beautiful –
To my soul I lie.
As the waves crash against the shore
I pray for the touch of life…
But the waves return never asking for me,
Never acknowledging my existence at this barren side.