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.
Aparna Chatterjee
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dreams-643/
