( Following poem dedicated to Kurt Cobain, (20/2/67 - 5/4/94) among others lost, who on April 8, 1994, was found dead in his home in Seattle, his death was ruled a suicide by a self- inflicted shotgun wound to is head)
Swirling Dream
Sometimes the air around gets lost
Rain hits cheeks, drenching with sadness,
Fill lungs with nicotine, cans of poison
Go searching for Oblivion,
Waiting in the dark for sustenance
Some hi ho silver lining,
In transcendent state of mind
Gardens become blankets,
The only dragon that flies here
Is powered by love and light,
The deeper I wander, get closer to Nirvana
Subconscious particles of mind get clearer,
As the evening hangs still, among the silence
The whisper of leaves, scents that hypnotize,
I touch the moon and stars with my fingertips
In the distance hear the sound of angels calling,
Life's flickering candle rekindles, reawakens
On the threshold of dream, night turns to dawn.
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