Empty vessels

the poem describe about one struggle with emptiness

                             My head is like an empty vessel

                                 it clink with emptiness,

                           a dozen of useless thoughts come and go

                             just like an empty vessel that flow.

                                My head is like an empty vessel,

                       i sit in a corner trying to grasps in vain

                 so alas! my useless thoughts come and go,

                        like ocean waves that do to and fro.

                       My head is no longer and empty vessel ;

                             one day i pour out my heart out

                            for my head to catch it flow

                  thus my head is no longer an empty vessel

                        but a head fill with useful thoughts.