Wounded heart!

Off you go and I'll never see you again,
Leave my heart and let it moan in pain.
Don't call this love, for you'd never really know,
Gloom and gloom all over ,usurping me very slow.

My eyes went misty for every word you spoke,
Tears were of joy ,of which my heart did choke.
My eyes are still misty,now that I know whats true.
Tears today are of sorrow, all because of you.

Queer it seems, the world that is outside.
I'm seeing it anew with a burning heart inside.
Eyes that saw only you ,can't take this anymore.
"Let alone the world, we wont open ",they swore.

Lips that talked of you and only of you,
stopped talking ever,sick of everything that is blue.
Ears which heard your sweet voice,
now cannot bear a note too, everything seems a noise.

Wounded heart is all I have, a wound that never heals.
It can hear only you who hurt it and tell you how it feels.
It always sees you in itself and makes a wish daily,
Hoping that you'd come back and love it this time truly.

PS: By God's grace, I am no way related to this post. I wrote this to  have a post in the genre "compassion",one of the 9 emotions.

Placement blues!

Clad in formals,
resumes in hand.
Different from normals,
unique they stand.

Early in the mornings,
before the dawn,
They rise to rise,
with their self-confidence on.

Written exams or interviews,
whatsoever it may be,
they're prepared for all that ensues,
Determined they're, you see.

May come a hurdle in way,
Ready they are for it.
Only after dark comes a day,
why lose hope when none's unfit?

Victory is really lazy,
luck drives it all along.
hardwork pays off quicker,
it makes our self-trust strong.

With the above in mind,
They are for it in the race.
All of them will reach the end,
what only matters is the pace.

Those still on the ground,
shouldn't lose faith.
Wishing all the luck ahead,
Sweet it should be-The fruit of your wait!

PS: 1. Congrats to one and all who has got placed till now!

2. UG2k5 Rocks! :D