Peace Love Empathy, Kurt Cobain

This poem is very dear to me as NIRVANA was my start band when I started listening to rock music. And i quite like it now also though I now no more listen to a lot of punk rock. But I always loved what so ever Kurt had to sing, and one of my buddies gave me this poem and I guess I can pay a tribute to Cobain by at least posting it here. The poem is anonymously written by some random person , who surely thought Kurt Cobain was GOD!!! Have fun!! PEACE \m/


Kurt Cobain is alive and well..
i saw him in a 7-11 down in hell....
i gazed at him with a long deep stare..
he looked back at me and then declared...
"you gullable people think i'm dead,
when never a bullet shot through my head....
and here i am happy in my own sweet hell,
this is the place where i like to dwell...
never will i ever return to earth..
for i have hated it ever since birth.....
no reunion with me because
you can remember me the way i was....
for i do not wish for any more of the pain"
peace, love, and empathy, Kurt Cobain...

She Dwelt Among Untrodden Ways

This was one of my favorite poems, which i used to keep reading over and over again, and wonder, what would Lucy be doing whole day and why did no one turn up to her grave and what if some day someone dies anonymous, no soul to care for, no one to weep...


SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways
Besides the springs of Dove,
Maid whom there were none to praise
And very few to love:

A violet by a mosy tone
Half hidden fron the eye!
---Fair as a star when only one
Is shining in the sky

She lived unknown , and a few could know
When Lucy ceased to be;
But she is in her grave, and, oh,
The difference to me!

William Wordsworth.