Poemas em inglês e português - Autorais

Yellove

Yellove

People pretend to be so good
They look so mean that it feels like we are the best
But maybe even we can be rude
Though we can't see that; it's all a test

It all looked so dark yesterday
And our fight days; are now glorious
Here comes you, my mate, hey!
I really think you're victorious

We may not talk everyday, everytime
The time can be unfair, but it's just enough
What silence am I?
Infinite days I spend with you, not just a month

Like onion, a gentleman who can make you cry
So different and equal at the same time
Someone like me would never expect someone like this guy
Thank you for being my yellow person.