I have never written a poem, but today i have to try:
Randomize my thoughts
I opened a hole.
deep inside i saw nothing
i tried peeping hard to found out
what is new.
Deep inside me is the fear
the fear of losing.
I wonder what will i lose.
Can I lose my thoughts
Is this the train of thoughts ever stop....
I see meadow passing...
experiencing a celluloid of lifetime.
coming back, i see a real world..
plain and ashen like colours of my walls.
simpler although it may seems
yet, more complicated than my random thoughts.