Rejection Comments

Part Two- -I was talking about the heart being rejected by a lover or a friend or a family member- - it is a soul-damaging thing to happen, damning if happens over and over and over. The best salve is that found in forgiveness. Thank you my friend, I will come to you for more comforting words if my books get the thumbs down! ! ! !

Part One- - Soran, I wasn't talking about that horrid kind of rejection! ! ! I haven't reached the point of finding an agent and waiting for the rejections slips... but the series will be published I tell myself.

Do not worry, maybe publishing houses look at your novel from a profit or commercial perspective, and this is not evidence of its badness. I hope to see your name among international novelists.

Thank you for liking my conclusion, Anjandev! ! ! It beats what some heartbroken people turn to! ! !

Wisely written......great conclusion......thank u, dear poetess.....anjandev roy.

Soran... I don't know what hurts worse [and I hope I never know] personal rejection or the publishing companies rejecting my novel series which pray God they will not do! ! ! but your comments took the sting out of any to come. :)

and I doubt there is any relief from the hurt except the passage of time and the pen in a poet's hand.

Rejections mostly is hurt and unpleasant, but some times the result turns into unexpected goodness, we do not know our future destiny, well it is true not all the time things would be under our control as we wish, but this is the life, when we live in dark then we appreciating the light more, really the theme in this wonderful poem is so unique and rare, it worth reading time after time, especially for whom has tasted bitter of rejections 10++10

Robert M. Smith. Thank you for taking the time to delve deeper into this poem and comment on what you came up with. All input helps!

So much truth here, Susan. Lines 2 and 3 tell me nobody needs to understand a ''why.' The 'what'- the rejection- is all that needs to be felt to undergo the experience of the pain...Profound...a perfect 10!

Rejection of all kinds bring pain to those who are rejected! It is true that no one is exempted and everyone has experienced it at one time or the other in life. It might take long to heal the hurt! If it is from a loved one, the pain lasts longer and it takes more time to heal and the scar may last forever. But the imaginative poet can easily get over it by practising his art. It is true in the case of every other creative artist. Rightly observed Susan!

Rejection! ! ! Heartbreak, Pain! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

Unnikrishnan E S- -my friend! ! thank you for your thoughts on this poem. I have to go to your poetry and see what you've been up to! I bet I find a beautiful jewel- I usually do!

Muhammad Ali- I cannot reply in the reply box so I shall rebel against FB and post a thank you very much un the comment box instead! You are a very wise man as is revealed by your thoughts about this poem

Someone wrote- - - > To my favourites. Pronto.- - - -Thank you

Another wonderfully created poem. What an insightful treat.- - - Another comment that I received in my e-mail notifications. It is not posted below. But I would like to thank you and read a poem by you!

Hi Susan. Yes Rejection is pain and none is exempt from it. Somehow, somewhere, sometimes... acceptance is the cure. Accept the variations, diversties. Accepting all response. Probably a pen in a poet's hand is filled with the ink of pain. Nice poem

Hi Susan, Rejection, of course, inflicts the gravest of pains, absolutely. Very well said. And nobody is exempt from the pain of rejection. Not even gods. Any number of examples in the myths... And your discovery makes the icing on the cake: “I doubt there is any relief from the hurt Except passage of time and the poet’s pen”... Wonderful... a bouquet of tens...

10S A very heart touching poem, may the pen always release the heart so it may always find the beauty of the mornings light. May angels always surround.

Writing can heal to some extent but it is no magician's wand we wield! Great poem, Susan