owh,, i will write the first few lines..calm down..yes,,I study english as my second language. I'm an Indonesian.
Thank you so much for both of you,,i think my poem is getting better than before.
I'll write it down again:
" feeling doubt"
it is gray,
as the cloud when it will rain
sounding like a bunch of nonsense
it is fancy,
burns like a spicy meal
upsetting the system and preventing all rest
it's smell like sulfuric acid
dulling the senses
it is shapeless,
as the earth we walk on
feeling doubt about you drives me insane
well, may I ask a question?
I don't know the meaning of "assailing". I've tried to find it in my dictionary but there's not the word in it.
thank you so much.