Rejection (Blog marathon Post 7)
Neatly Gift wrapped
Tied up with a ribbon
Of Hope and happiness
As a package.
And turn away
As I watch your
Embarrassment changing to disdain
You pretend not to notice
Which lies neglected
Like worn shoes discarded by the door.
It is then that
The pain explodes
A million little shrapnels
Bits of my soul really
Scatter in all directions
I try in vain to gather the pieces
It is hard to bear.
© 2010 Preeti Shenoy
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Very beautiful poem written with a heart full of sorrow (i suppose), the sorrow of rejection. But this is common in life, nature provides the gift of beautiful flowers, trees, wild animals etc but many a men have never bothered to see & appreciate these gifts of nature. but nature always sings a hapiness song, CAN WE LEARN SOMETHING?ReplyDelete
Wonderful poem.. Reading it from ur side after a very long time.. :)ReplyDelete
Rejection is sometimes pretty difficult to handle..
Sushobhan: yes. Well observed. Writing such a poem after very long :)ReplyDelete
Roshan: of course we can learn. But to appreciate the beauty of flowers one needs to have felt the pain of fragility of life.
Chatterbox: Thank you:)
I think the beauty of life is in its fragility. u see everything which have short life, flowers, birds, butterflies, (many) wild animals etc. are full of life. life in real sense is always surrounded by dangers.ReplyDelete
Very Lovely and trueReplyDelete
I guess outright rejection can still be handled... but when you are accepted first and then rejected the pain multiplies a countless times.
Wonderfully penned... An emotion captured in its fragile and entire form. Often in life all of us would have undergone rejection in one way or the other but I have never come across such a beautiful rendition of the pain it is associated with. Kudos to the poet :)ReplyDelete
simply lovely preetiReplyDelete
Its a very nice poem! :)
Specially loved the way embarassment comes in first and then those little shrapnels go hurting everywhere! :)
Here for the first time. Wonder how I stumbled upon your blog...but I'm glad I did. I like the way you started off - Life being nicely gift wrapped and stuff and then you nicely tapered down to the harsh truth - the pain of rejection.ReplyDelete
Ek yahi cheej hai jo mere sir pe se bounce kar jati hai ;)ReplyDelete
awww so sweet..such feelings come when you are truly hurtReplyDelete
It is hard to bear.//
Very nice poem..
Rejection at any and every level is hard to bear - be it a lover, friend, colleague, boss, sibling. It is then difficult to re-gather the hope & happiness.ReplyDelete
I would rather you write cheerful poems Preeti.
palsworld: I need to express my sorrow too. I am not always happy :P :)ReplyDelete
Sundari:Thank you :)
Aish-nini: yes :P :)
Rohit: LOL. May it always remain so :P :)
RGB: Welcome to my blog and glad you liked it :) Thanks for the compliments. Gracefully accepted :)
Hey Preeti, a real beutiful and true composition.... The word from which everyone wants to stay untouched and enscattered....ReplyDelete
Cheers and have a nice day,
MS: :-)Thanks :-)ReplyDelete
Anusha: Thanks a lot! rue--all of us have faced rejection sometime or the other. depending on importance we attach to it, it hurts more/less.
Mamta: i agree. Outright, one does feel hurt but not as hurt as if there was acceptance first. That truly is devastating. Thanks :)
Prats; thank you
Roshan: Yes. true.
Anish: thank you. True nobody wants it, yet sometimes one has to face it.ReplyDelete
Its beautiful....even tho its abt pain & rejection:-)ReplyDelete
Just a doubt..."Embarrassment changing to disdain"
Somehow disdain doesnt gel or is the protagonist pretending?
Reflections: No no..Even MS misinterpreted the poem. Embarrassment and disdain is on the face of the person the protagonist gives the gift to. She watches HIS emotion change..got it?ReplyDelete
:( this is making me angry on the gift-receiver. :-/ReplyDelete
Aaaah ok, got it;-)ReplyDelete
p.s: atleast u knw I'm reading the heavy stuff;-D
Reflections, MS: I added one word now in the poem. I guess it will be clearer now :)ReplyDelete
MS--he was just an a-hole who did not deserve her love. She should have known better! Now she does :)
Reflections: Oh I know you do :)
This is pretty bleak!...you have obviously known rejection at sometime in your life, i recognise the sentiment!ReplyDelete
Ashwini:Thanks! Just went to your blog. Last post was in Feb! Not blogging anymore?ReplyDelete
Niall: yes. Haven't we all?
beautiful..every word so good..rejection breaks down a person and sometimes gives it a negative shade!ReplyDelete
I always love your poems :)ReplyDelete