Poetry: Heart, Mind & Soul

Ode To My Nana

A/N: Hey guys. 

So I was reading "Where She Went" by Gayle Forman and there was a moment in the book where Mia and Adam are on a ship and they're looking at the Empire State Building and they talk about the past and Oregon and such--and that moment had me going like---damn I need to write a poem about losing my grandma--who I still remember, I remember the way she looked but not how she sounded.

I see nan's face in my head and then I kinda get emotional and such--happens to everyone PROBABLY! I hope you guys like the poem, if you do please don't forget to VOTE & COMMENT! :)

Not long ago I thought I heard my nan's voice,

Speaking to me and saying it will be alright,

But the loss gets greater with time,

A film doesn't play for an audience to watch,

It's no pantomime.

Her ashes, all that's left or her,

Is the only evidence she's been here,

The sand that's cofined in an urn,

Buried 6 feet under the ground,

Is a way of nobody looking for it,

Fore it cannot be searched and found.

After her death I dreamed of her return.

I waited for days and saw only her ghost,

A skeleton hidden under a transparent cloak,

Living among those dead and still living folk.

I live with the endless loss,

Put on a smile because there's a road ahead,

I must face it and keep going,

Surround myself with friends and family,

Instead of soaking in the tears of mine,

Or drowning my sorrow in a bottle,

Of my own choosing,

I will not let my demons pile up the worst in me,

I won't be put in a cage to suffer more,

Fore the isolation to become an instant bore.