One word of our own
Makes thought shiver
In a pond as a stone thrown
Makes reflection quiver
Ripples of ambiguity
Felt as a feather in mind
On a surface of serenity
Distorted as on water to find
Add more words in speech
Now an array of stones
A reflection so, beyond reach
Where flesh becomes bones
Ripples now turn waves
A disillusion in every part
As it bleeds and craves
Ambiguity tears our heart