Ode to a Rejection Letter

Because rejection hurts, but symbolism can help...

Many thanks, kind one,

Possessing the mercy of correspondence.

All this time, multifarious minutes,

The silence screams so loud.

And then, what this?

Word! A letter.

Alack! Alack!

My dreams are dashed.

It seems we are not meant to be.

No partnership shall come from this,

No commission, no Providence.

Alas! Now we part our ways.

I turn and walk away,

With humbled pride, and feigned smile.

And I continue on.

Reviews

[Renny]

Good Piece!

[Sami Khalil]

No partnership shall come from this,

No commission, no Providence.

"Alas! Now we part our ways.

I turn and walk away,

With humbled pride, and feigned smile.

And I continue on."
This is some good poetry...:)

[Aino A Järvinen]

Kiitos! Asking strangers to believe in your work is difficult. Poetry is always a fine outlet to express feelings when things do not go well. Thank you for reading.

[Sami Khalil]

True, true , true...You are welcome...:)