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Theme: Foresight

Dreams

I saw him
In my
Dreams
Again…

He looked
Old and
Haggard,
Bearing the
Brunt of my
Pain.

I was at a
Loss of words
Seeing him,
Shoulder my
Bane.

All along
I had thought,
That losing me
Was his utmost
Gain.

28-Jun-2012

More By  :  Aparna Chatterjee

Views: 1510     Comments: 4

Comments on this Poem

Comment
Thank You, Bharat Mehru

alwaysaparna
30-Jun-2012 12:39 PM

Comment Very good poem !!

Bharat Mehru
30-Jun-2012 12:36 PM

Comment
Thanks, Rupradha

alwaysaparna
29-Jun-2012 14:30 PM

Comment excellent!!

Rupradha
29-Jun-2012 14:17 PM