a Stone

Stone to Stone pebble to pebble

asked Moody how do you do?

replied someone

why you ask what’s it to you?

but none the less you asked

so I shall speak to you

I lie in sand flow with river few

I do travel place to place just like you

thrown place to place by many’s shoe

I act sometimes as a messenger

other times like a passenger too

often held in a hand maybe be thrown at you

hate be the occasion or in love they do

now like you see

I have many things to do.

but with wish of none to be true

after all we are stones n pebbles

so have nothing in actual to do.