Just writing what comes to mind.

The theme of this poem is about the eternal recurrence of human existence, with the same fears, struggles, and strifes going back again and again.

Birds cuddling together in sleep is just so adorable. How can you not smile? I treasure simple moments like these.

Behind closed doors

I hide.

Unwilling to show my torment.

For the children…

A little something about sleep troubles…

Evil spirits of repression
haunt dark corners of the world,
With their ugly banners lifted
and their bloody flags unfurled —

I wrote this right before an amazing night with my one true love.

If the internet can connect us with the rest of the world, then love can be a click of a button away.

The ocean above us…the one that drowns us when we fly together.. .