Within the sterile walls of room nineteen,
my Grandad took an absence without leave.
For fifteen months he has existed here,
tormented by the fragments of his mind.
You'd think by now my heart would steel itself,
but without fail it feels the pain anew;
Unwilling to accept this is his lot,
that he will end his days behind this door...
His eyelids flutter open at my voice
and recognition briefly flickers there,
then, instantly a stranger I become.
Confusion draws the curtains; he is gone.
I kneel beside him, take his hand in mine
and trace protruding veins with gentle touch.
The tears spill down his face without restraint.
"Please take me home", he cries out in distress.
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Write a Blank Verse Poem on any topic.
Minimum 16 lines
A blank verse poem is written without rhymes. It does,
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