Another Rejection

Like the sun rays in the morning,

Another Rejection met me,

Like a dear friend it touched me,

No tears fall on it,

It was my work,

My creation of another world,

Not rich and poor,

Not love and hate,

It's more than that,

Slowly I opened the shelf,

I kept the rejected manuscript in it,

Took the pen and paper,

Sat to create another world,

Which is more wonderful,

Like the charisma in you and me,

I hope it works this time,

Or maybe I don't know what else to do.