I’ve never wrote a poem before,
but silence is the loudest scream I can’t ignore,
There’s a hole in my chest the size of the Grand Canyon,
Thoughts in my head my mind won’t abandon,
Why do this to yourself? Aren’t I enough?
The fact I care for you so much,
Put down the glass please, your body can’t take it,
Too much abuse from the poison you won’t quit,
Remember your son, too young with a good heart,
But not in the medical books which is why we apart.
Heart failure a failing in the blood but you know that already,
Please no more now you need to go steady,
What good is a grandad if his heart stops beating?
If you’re gone, what good is my heart when it’s broken not healing.
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Author:
unknownt (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I don’t usually write poems but i love my grandad so much and this is what I wish I could say to him if he wasn’t so stubborn. He has been having some health issues lately, which lead to him collapsing New Year’s Eve due to his heart. He isn’t a big drinker but he’s the old fashioned sit in a pub social kind and unfortunately he’s 76 not 20 now and his body cannot take it. My grandad lost his son (my uncle) who went into cardiac arrest as heart failure is high risk in my family. The bond we have is surreal, we are best friends and he brought me up with my mum. I hope one day I have the courage to share this with him.
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Comments1
Your words show that you are a natural poet, and a serious one. Write about whatever moves you and share with us. All here started off thinking they were not poets.
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Your first poem here is powerful and conveys your emotion. Your choice of words evocative.
Welcome poet!
Thank you so much for taking your time to read it and also comment. Lovely to hear some positive feedback
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