Alone With A Stone Poem by Nikunj Sharma
Alone With A Stone
Alone with a stone
As a child, at times
I was alone with a stone
Playing their god;
Selecting and discarding
Deciding on their role
The shapes and size;
Determining their goal.
Flat ones would travel and bounce;
Along the rivers’ face.
The sharp ones drew lines;
On the wall’s face.
There were one’s that made;
A screeching sound;
When forced hard
against the craggy ground.
And there was one
That the child used as weapon
To guard against the beast’s canine
And the one I can’t forget
That had hit my head divine.
Alone with the stone
I never thought
That they could be worshipped too
In temples they could find a place
To make your wishes come true
I never wondered
What made them skim?
On the rivers face
What made them stand?
As god, with heavenly grace.
A belief is all that takes
To make a god out of stone
Just think about it next time
When you are alone with a stone…
Nikunj wowwwwwwwww beautiful I almost lost myself reading your poem- remembered those childish moments when I played with stones--first you took me to that stage of childishness and then to profound depths of philosophy trying to connect stone with god. I must say that you have that art of making a song with just tinkering with stones -10 anjali
Stones also have a certain charm and energy within for me.I especially liked these lines: 'Alone with the stone I never thought That they could be worshipped too In temples they could find a place To make your wishes come true...' Thanks for sharing with us. Yelena M.
Nikunj, i think you are my favorite poet that i've discovered in my short time with this website, this poem is really good, it's the type of poem that a person like me can only dream about writing, I know I said the other was my favorite, but I think this one takes the cake :) ~
Nikunj, I agree with Sonya and I think it is an amazing write and you have used imagination and philosophy to create this poem. It made me think of Stonhenge, the ancient site of stone circles in England. 10 love Karin
nikung....it is a beautiful poem of stones, which can transform our vision, that that stone can have life, if we put all our faith and energy, into believing that it is god.if one thinks, it is a stone, so be it.if one thinks god is that stone, so beit too.most temples in india have stone idols! faith does not wavers.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/6/2025 1:43:15 AM # 1.0.0
amazing write! ....a stone can be whatever we want it to be....or it could be just that....a stone... we walk upon...