The Bearer Of Your Rejection Poem by Elena Plotkin

The Bearer Of Your Rejection



Like a pauper begging for bread,
only too happy to lick the crumbs instead.
I await your answer to see if I will do,
and may finally exit my forced solitude.
I look upon your face for signs of acceptance,
hoping it would lead to my own transcendence.
But there's nothing to see there,
just an empty, cold, dark stare.
So I dance and prance to the songs you sing,
hoping to impress you with the skills I bring.
But sadly you are not impressed,
If anything you are even more distressed.
So I tell you jokes to improve your mood,
liven things up, and stop your brood.
But you are not the least bit amused,
and ever so nicely ask to be excused.
I have failed to win your respect and affection,
and so I must now be the bearer of your rejection.
I have failed to prove to you my worth,
and so I have lost my place on earth.
From now on you can see me only in the stars,
away from your planet and closer to Mars.


(c) 2015 Copyright Elena Plotkin

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bri Edwards 17 December 2016

it sounds like there are TWO people? with problems in this poem! i like it but maybe it was good that the TWO did not hit it off. i would have pitied any children they might produce. nice rhyming. i wonder if MY one-and-only is waiting for me on some other planet or an asteroid, a meteor, a moon, or a star. hmmm? her/its loss! ! ! hee-hee. bri :) i take what i can find right here on Earth!

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Rajnish Manga 11 November 2015

This is such an amazing poem though soaked in extreme pessimism. If the efforts listed by you were tried by someone else, the detractor would started dancing on his head. Any way, I enjoyed it. But please don't try the stunts mentioned in the concluding lines. Thanks. But there's nothing to see there, just an empty, cold, dark stare. and so I must now be the bearer of your rejection.

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