Rejection

Rejection feels like forgetting Everything that made you solid. You were dangerous, rugged iceberg: Only smooth floes swim in you now. There is no tragedy in rejection, You will not bawl into soft pillows, But lie half-awake and wonder If all those glories were a dream, Spun on wheels, faster than Time. Your mornings will carry promises But you do not know how to trust, How to leap into dances of eyes That might not remember you. All of you is wispy, hollow smoke And you are afraid of winds As if they know your emptiness, A secret you did not know you had.