My Poem#31 Look what you've done

Look what you’ve done

Oh, look what you’ve done

It used to be so good to be alone

With no one to see me cry

Now a dream to give me hope

Oh, look what you’ve done

I used to know what I would want

You make me forget myself

With your things on the shelf

Oh, look what you’ve done

You left without say goodbye

A ending night with no day

Now I can tell how I’m alone

André Araujo Ribeiro

My Poem#30 Many nights that meets the day

Many nights that meets the day

Is the history of the new age

A book of 69 pages

Between the true and the fake

Boys and girls make a line

All the desires that fade

With the galloping lights of the night

The music that is played

With the gifts they take

Many nights that meets the day

André Araujo Ribeiro