Trial of sonnet - EN Internship

Upon release immediately you hunted.

‘Impressed, let’s go !’; Yet, pondered long, in depth.

Determined, persuaded your heart to hold up thumbs.

Hand in or not, upon your final thought.

As you submitted – your fate would fall to ‘God’.

Inbox were checked for thousand times for luck,

none good or bad, you started to make a fuss.

A month has passed, the hope has sunk and gone.

Result was doomed. Convinced yourself – MOVE ON.

What a twist it did lastly beckon!

Emotion loss does peak the joy you gain.

Replied; surprised……--> ‘God, why am I declined?’

For those be chosen not seen as mostly fit,

but those of emails replied and timely read.