"amach" poems
I’m sorry for the things I’ve said or stupid stuff I’ve done,
But I truly never wanted to be your one gay son.
I know it can’t be easy to hear those words out loud,
But I know that you still love me and I hope I make you proud.
I couldn’t live a life where all I did was lie,
If I couldn’t be honest I think I’d sooner die.
To understand it fully, I’m still not at that stage,
But to still be in the closet was like being in a cage.
To love another guy, to me it don't make sense,
And so around my heart I built a little fence.
Although as time went on that fence became a wall,
Built of solid concrete standing ten feet tall.
I try to take it down to let a good guy in,
But it always ends in tears I simply cannot win.
Then it starts all over and you think you have found one,
Until he turns around and says that all he wants is fun.
You can’t help who you fall for, it’s not a simple choice,
It comes from deep inside you, this little niggling voice.
So if you are still hiding don’t just live in fear,
For a happy life is worth it, the price of life is too dear.
Those who stand and judge me, will never be my mates,
Laughing at the fact with guys I go on dates
Sure who really cares, we can’t all be the same,
It’s like we have thrown a dice in this life we call a game
So take a big deep breath, it will be ok in the end
Oh hey parents this isn't my college mate, he's actually my boyfriend.
Jun 10, 2014
Jun 10, 2014 at 7:00 PM UTC
As Cuimhne
Bhí sé scríofa ar na ballaí fadó.
Go gasta a chuaigh sí
ar na boithre gan treo
go háiteanna nach bhfuil ann
idir aislingí bréagacha
gan machnamh
gan léargas
Chuaigh sí amach as cuimhne
a saoil ina gréasán aici
gan breathniú orm
gan smaointe orm
Ach….gan deireadh
ag fanacht go suaimhneach orm
póg a thabhairt di.
Mac Giolla Fhaoláin 2016
Jul 16, 2016
Jul 16, 2016 at 11:13 AM UTC
Tiocfaidh an Samhradh leis an lae,
is rachaidh na laethannta leis an Samhradh.
Apr 4, 2015
Apr 4, 2015 at 6:02 PM UTC
I cognized fully in all awareness
Coming across her open page
I was apperceiving in the moment,
That twas her I sought long many lifeyears ago...
I kneweth from old
As she still question's what's all to cometh?
I kneweth before her,
We were mirror souls of heaven's hummus...
As tis
She wilt not yet fully understandeth
I was a watchmen from beyond
It's her love again I demandeth..
I say her love again
Due to the fact we learned eachother before,
Before the foundation of thy world
She was mine mi amour!!!!
As she still is
I'm here to guideth her again,
She trust's noone
Yet for me she shalt in the end...
Because in the end
We shalt seeith the stars tumble
And earth dissapear
Yet like before
For mine mi amour,
Again I shalt be near.....
So shed thy tear, oh scholar of mine writing's
So thou canst see what true amare is,
It's me and her
Against the world
Treking and nomadic
To venue's gone amiss...
But its I who awaiteth again for her everything
As tis patience they sayeth is key,
Guess I'll just haveth to keepeth waiting
For mine spain-moon-beam-queen !!!!!
Jun 25, 2015
Jun 25, 2015 at 12:53 PM UTC