Rejection

               

The broken mellow sun rays falling through the sleepy gaps of my curtain is not only a rehash

of the past

These are the reminders of the broken dreams from the azure sky once envisioned from the most aesthetic corner of our hearts.

A wish....an inocent wish remained hollow, A naive aspiration remained inoperable.

Being rejected you are left broken, angry and devastated like a shaded leaf, unwanted unuseful

How Pitiful it is, in the crowd we are left abandoned, isolated, lonely and forlorn

Even if these rejections induce so much pain and frustration probably for life long 

Your heart thrives out with the prayers and hymns which eventually makes us strong 

every existent in this world challenged with rejection in their journey finally surrenders to God 

Inadmissibleness....so annoyingly provoking

They remind us how gullible our hearts were... which fell for the bewitching cold autumn breeze

Our dried self-esteem consumes upon the pleasure of appreciation and regard 

A divine persona warmly shielding us with the prizing comfort of approbation 

by whistling the rhythm of love into the

ears fasting and starving for a desire of acknowledgement... But it was a mistaken assumption, a misinterpreted rapture.

Our bleeding heart once shot at the range of point blank slowly heals up to normal 

Spirit unwilling to die in front of the punch of rejection relentlessly slammed onto our face

Unjustified persecution, invalidated emotion

Bitter capsules of rejection we savour with courage and a brilliant splash of humour

We fight the void in us and exhaust it with spectacular positivity and prowess 

To all the noxious souls long intoxicated by selfishness and ego 

Rejections are the much needed panacea for the survival of humanity 

As the sun climbs up on the sky the dark canvas of rejection gets painted with the perplexing effervescent rays of white 

Frozen Life feels much better, brimming with invigorating laughter 

Strange self-respect steering our life to a sojourn of ecstasy.

Shamefully unadmired beauty enmeshed in 

 vaingloriousness

Flamboyant mind once engaged in the constant argument in the sleepless night

How hard it it to get over the harrowing webs of anxiety

How tough it is to move on from the shackles of mind's narrow configuration

Honestly It's a platonic experience to taste the pills of rejection....

Rejections are slow but the best detoxifiers which arouses humility and modesty....