An author’s difficulty in grappling with the pains of growth.
Holy Content
Holy Content! Where in the world could you find a site,
Which publishes your masterpieces at the speed of light?
It’s so awesome I am still in a state of denial,
That out of the 20 or so submissions not one was held on trial.
Never in my wildest dreams dare I believe it can be true,
Having my work published and feeling like a real pro.
Long have I struggled with the most reluctant doubt,
That I could be an author without passing many routes.
I really don’t know why I landed into Triond’s door,
Talk of serendipity I know not how to stress it more.
And so I started sending some more pieces,
Which for many years got yellowed and had accumulated creases.
What great relief I had when I received a congratulatory message,
That my submission has been accepted and can be seen in its webpage.
From that time on I coursed along breezing through the traffic,
In cyberspace at last I’m feeling just terrific.
Holy Content! But where in the world could a writer like me survive,
Until how many views will I have to accumulate so to the bank I’ll take my stride,
All I can see in the earning columns day after day,
Are series of zeroes to my great dismay. Holy Content!
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