R ejected
E jected
J ust me
E nclosed in
C lear glass.
T wosomes passed by
E very one sigh-happy.
D ejected am I.
Nobody is rejected. We can reject ourselves if we think that way.
And also sad, Sylvia, I hope you don't feel like this still.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love the style... and love the poet!