Ambiguity

Wooden planks by the wall,
Coupled to an awkward flaw.
A petty defect closed the door,
Of shallow neighbors who judge it all.

Curved lips and opened doors,
Plummeting hair for an hour more,
Budding hopefulness for aficionado,
Ended up as the shallow neighbors.

Cluttered pieces on the floor,
Begging for the scholar's gnaw,
The time ticks and never snores,
Ensuing to a scanty lore.

Mighty vision states it all,
But clouded by the upper core.
The witness shall not be in awe,
To depart from the misty shore.

written by Hoi-Mun Tang
11th October 2009