Submission Was Not A Problem - Poem by Vera Sidhwa
Neither the heartfelt words.
The proximity to the world,
Were the culprit to my writing,
The writing that was in attention,
To my feelings.
Submission was not a problem
For submitting my heart to a publisher,
Meant the world could,
Be witness to my real me.
Submission was a problem,
Because I could be rejected,
By a publisher.
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