The recycled

I received many regret letters
from countless employers;
felt depressed, piled them
one by one, slowly it became
a habit, a hobby, a bit of fun.

I thought of doing something new
with the failed pages, learned folding
the papers into beautiful boats, flowers,
toys, and stars. On them, I splashed
random, irregular colours.

They looked brilliant and bright,
I decided to post them on a site
that invited paintings for an ensuing
competition; to my utter surprise,
one of them won me a winning prize.

Gradually, I had many followers
with whom I didn't hesitate to share
how I transformed the pain into pleasure 
that the boats, toys, stars, and flowers
were recycled heaps of regret letters.