Best Rejection Poems

That fawn-skin-dappled hair of hers,
And the blue eye
Dear and dewy,
And that infantine fresh air of hers!
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We believe in Marxfreudanddarwin.
We believe everything is OK
as long as you don't hurt anyone,
to the best of your definition of hurt,
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I am determined to crush the rebellion,
Send them packing and back into pavilion,
I bring them to sense with high handedness,
If need be hang them in public to show hardness,
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Phew! This department if so unbearably stifling,
The whole populace is frantically rifling,
Through loads of clothes, hanging up for inspection,
Either for your acceptance, or for your rejection,
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One fine night, in the middle of the day,
two atheists knelt down to pray.
Hymn books opened upside-down,
in Top Hat n Tails, and their dressing gown.
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Though I am down and bear a frown
Because words of sword are always painful
And rejection is always sorrowful.
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all would-be poets, take note!
proofread that so-called poem you just wrote!
those who aspire for more Famous Days
please steer clear of these clichés:
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~ G-SHARP SOPRANO ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
18 February 2010
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What is happening all around?
Nothing seems well and sound,
Anarchy, fraud witness and found,
All taking we to down ward bound,
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Abandoned to sadistic streets,
A school room of sullen tears,
A little girl lost beneath
A blanket of rejection and fears
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I met him on a summer's day,
Lights sparkled in his eyes,
I felt that love had come my way,
I never once thought that he'd betray
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Well there she was, the girl I loved,
With no one at her side.
She smiled and waived as I approached,
In shock, I then replied.
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Don't be afraid to turn me down.
It never has been free.
And I'm prepared to pay the price,
The cost of loving thee.
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I’ve known reception
I’ve seen rejection

I’ve known how life gets reduced to a memory
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1. CAPTIVITY

YOUR eyen two wol slee me sodenly,
I may the beaute of hem not sustene,
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My poetry is a mystery to me also
I don't know how I write
I feel it isn't any good
That I could make a living
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(For unborn brothers and sisters)

And, the wind has brought
Yet another grievous thought,
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Rejection is pain
pure and simple
impure and complicated
doesn't matter
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The first time I drank gin
I thought it must be hair tonic.
My brother swiped the bottle
from a guy whose father owned
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Denial of You...
Can be as subtle as a gentle breeze
Covering pile of ungoverned cravings
Settling mind restless at bogus ease...
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everyone fears the monster under their bed
I fear the monster in my bed
I fear me
for I am the one that continues on in pain
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'So round, so firm
So fully packed,
So free and easy....'
(Well maybe not.)
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Pranab k c
12/08/2011

Doors closed
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Yes, I want to see for myself
The stern madness involved in
Trying the treacherous, which
You had done with your barefeet
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I had a duck-billed platypus when I was up at Trinity,
With whom I soon discovered a remarkable affinity.
He used to live in lodgings with myself and Arthur Purvis,
And we all went up together for the Diplomatic Service.
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</>Look into my eyes and you will see
hurt, pain, and the broken heart within.
You will see
the broken spirit, dreams, and all believes has vanished away.
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She turn's words into a dancing page,
To try and lighten her heart with it's torn part,
Love has cruelly rejected her
Truthful ways and happy days,
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"No, never, never"- Kay's words of rejection,
Exploded, pounded and echoed in Vincent's ears,
Day in and day out, like a recurring sermon!
Though the words hit him like a violent blow,
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It has been brought to my notice
that a review by you of
my latest book of writings
(the term ‘poem’ suggests
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Bearing Hera's curse
She could only
Repeat
The last words
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SCENE I.
An Ante-chamber in the Castle.
Enter LUDOLPH and SIGIFRED.
Ludolph. No more advices, no more cautioning:
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curiosity killed the cat
or so they say
but I am that cat
and I have been curious all my life
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What are acid attacks? What are they?
a matter of concern, or something to play.

I wonder what, can be the cause;
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I wanna cry for everything I've missed
I wanna cry for my youth that's gone by
I wanna cry 'cause today I realize that I've lost my soul
I wanna cry for the endless violation of my personna
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Two in the Garden of Eden
who had everything to lose
the bounty of all creation
save one fruit forbidden to choose
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You don't love me at all? O God. O Shit.
You still 'respect me.' Thanks. I value it
About as much as one who's asked to use
A second hat when he's in need of shoes.
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The end of another years performance,
The fluttering of leaves waltzing
In a cold easterly breeze,
Flowers of the forest, hiding their beauty
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Let the life grow
Tuesday,2nd Nov 2021
If life is to death
trust to faith
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He talked very fiercely
He knew every line in the file
He had known that nothing good shall come
His way
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Rejection

Devil can promote evil
Nothing can go well
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I reject as absolutely false all opinion in which I have the least doubt.
As our senses often deceive us I assume they show us illusion, and must
reject them. As reason is subject to error, and who can offer more living
proof of that than I, I must reject the faculty or reason.
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I smell it here, I smell it near
In our hearts, body and soul we wear
Fear! Year in and year out in full gear
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I look for my Mr. Right,
Immense pleasure to me gives this task,
But in my entire search,
A question to myself I ask…..
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This poem is:
For anyone whose ever felt love with pain.
For anyone whose ever been drowned in rejection's rain.
For anyone whose ever hurt emotionally, so bad.
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I think about the way my father pulled the family out of poverty
without knowing what a vowel was.
And my mother raised 4 children
without being able to construct a perfect sentence in English
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I wish all day
That I was small
I turn to fast
And things just fall, away
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It is the half-views are disastrous still;
But size a thing up fully, seize the whole,
And reason then has ground to go upon
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Morning is her time for reflection,
Light filters in the windows while inside she is screaming
At her past of brutal rejection
As the teasing light is streaming.
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I love this poem of
Robert Frost!
‘The road not taken'
A classic poem of Poem Hunter,
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When still a child
He loved the lives
Lost in the wild.
The Madia-Gonds
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Love, no burden
Thursday,15th Novemebr 2018

Love can't be the burden
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With dynamite she raps her waist…
She explodes…
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If you ever live
Incase I never be
Though in my memoir you did
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Cease, Wilberforce, to urge thy generous aim!
Thy Country knows the sin, and s ...
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I once been fragile and dull
Everytime you walk away, I became like futile doll
You didn’t even look at me and say “hi”
Ignoring my presence, I’m feeling like high
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Puck was a happy court jester of short stature
He did his work well
But he fell in love
With a noblewoman named Elinor
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Love is fleeing
Requires daily work to grasp its fashion
Like black and white rainbows
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Your burnt.
The aggression fills me up.
My sensibility is lost.
My heart of gold gets so cold.
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They sat facing one another
Inside the shoddy bar
Swarthy figures
Like in American cartoons
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With fresh breathe

You are enjoying
the hospitality of the young nation
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'The world is myself; life is myself'. - Wallace Stevens


1.
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Then the whole Spiel disintegrated into a
‘synthesized global spirituality’ where each
religion supplements the others – a utopia
that sounds so boring - and worse
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In fear of being heard,

In fear of being understood,
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Driven into the
terrain
with the unmistakable track:
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Everybody is laughing and having fun; Idols is
on and contestants are making fools of themselves,
while I’m quietly getting an attack of anxiety done;
feeling completely confused, the stack of books at
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For my God, family, and nation.

When I am down and am filled with troubles,
Torments, terrors, destruction, and rejection
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As grit swirls in the wind the word spreads.
On pavements approaching the bridge a crowd
Springs up like mushrooms.
They are hushed at first, intently
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I wish to God that I had been in a situation that I didn't have to know
anything about her at all. That I had never seen her again after she threw
my hand off her like that. That being why I was a danger to myself or another-
that I touched somebody suggestively when they did not want to be touched.
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I have listened to man preach
Swallowing the sacred nectar
And vomiting it in rejection
It is the dejection of the spirit
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My soul

Thursday, April 19,2018
8: 14 AM
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The Gospel According to Lilith

BOOK ONE
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If I offer you all my love
will you value it?

Or think me cheap
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A heart weeps at a lover's rejection,
Longing for waves of affection,
Surging with kisses and elation,
Missing is a substance called the chemistry of romance.
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He wants to be
a brutal old man,
an aggressive old man,
as dull, as brutal
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God said
to a Daughter or a Son
My blessing to you is under your mothers feet.
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No denying fact
Friday,22nd March 2019

It is driving me crazy
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Darkness encompasses my space
My future seen bleak, feral beasts hide
Not even a glow worm to throw light
I see no chance of deliverance.
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Recapitulation
(Monologue)
(An attempt to revive the past emotion lost)
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i stand before...you
as you ignore.....me
laying on the sofa, just watching t.v.
alone on the couch, as usual
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Children know laughter
They know tears
Children know peace
They know chaos
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Its there.
So close you can almost
touch it.
You can smell it and almost
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With Respects... for Roger Rodd

Hypocrisy...
humankind's divide
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Dainty in Pink?
Not Clever chiffon...
Won't pay the bills -
A Notice, Too Strong!
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No betrayal
Saturday,13th April 2019

love and betrayal
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She travels back to the past,
It unravels so fast,
As she picks over the carcass,
She was always a certainty to be last,
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A stone cast into the sky
Must surely fall down to the earth
No matter how greenish the grass is
It is a rich delicacy to herds
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She didn't really look at me
those silver eyes flash
and can blind
mirage you
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The problem was
I looked best to him
walking away
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It is Rejection’s Ire which crouches beneath during the holidays
it is long lived and memory-filled and surfaces so easily,
belying my belief that it’s negativities had long since died;
unknowing it rushes back to me at odd times
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I look back
And stake
The heavenly joy
That you offered to enjoy
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Sanctity of life
Monday,12th Aug 2019

Nothing to come along
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Someone once consoled me
in a rejection letter from a magazine,
'we're publishing ____ _____ instead.'
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Thank God I'm an Atheist ©

One fine night, in the middle of the day,
two atheists knelt down to pray.
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It was a Cemetery of Hearts
laid out in neat rectangular squares
tombstone engravings of individual stories;
of loves lost and betrayed,
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I want you to tell me that you need me-
is that so hard?

I want you to see me and not turn away.
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You were high above me
popular;
your family had money.
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She said wearily
'I am trapped
in the Chain of Desperation
trying to break free;
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Don't tell me what to do
to gain acceptance from others
Don't ask me to pretend
to be someone else
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...A Journal page empty
No remembrance -
...No reflection...
....Glaringly white...
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