Love, Stupid and Hate
It’s the beginning of summer and you are out with your mates.
You are having a great time with your mates.
Music is pumping, your jumping around having a great time.
Then, you meet a girl you have never met before.
Your thinking, I wanna be with her.
Then, you are with for the whole night,
Thinking it was a great night.
Three days later you finally text her.
Your having a great conversation with her, talking for hours and you know that’s shes enjoying it as well.
You where in a thing with her for the whole summer ,texting her everyday to see how she is.
Your really happy with this girl and you know that shes happy with you as well and you don’t want it to end.
Then, on the day of a disco, you weren’t going but she was.
You get a text from her before she goes off to the disco.
I opened the message thinking she might have said im off or I will talk to you later.
But it says can we just stay friends.
You don’t know what to do, do you send a really angry message back, but instead you just leave it and don’t reply at all.
A couple of weeks later, you have forgotten about that girl you were with for the whole summer.
Your at a disco having a great time with your mates then suddenly, you see the girl that you where with for the whole summer.
She says hi to you and you say hi back and shes telling you that she wants you back.
Shes saying that she is sorry for what she have done to you.
You end up forgiving her and spending the night with her thinking that its gonna be back to the way it used to be.
You text her the next day after you haven’t text her in weeks and you ask her if you wanted to meet up and shes says that she likes another guy.
You are more mad than before when she made you mad before thinking that your gonna be back with her.
She says sorry but you don’t forgive her and you can never forgive her ever cause if you do, you know that shes gonna be ok with it but your not.
So you tell her that you are mad and always be mad at her no matter how many times she says sorry.
Night and Day
After every night and day,
The thoughts and dreams never go away.
Constantly thinking of what I will say,
The next time she will say hey.
Even though were not going out,
I feel as though I should be on the lookout.
Because some men in this world aren’t nice,
And if I find out they will pay the price.
Right here and now she is my best friend,
I hope that bond will never end.
Honestly right now it’s safe to say,
My love for her will never go away.
They say tomorrows a new day,
Yet it doesn’t seem that new.
I’m still surrounded by the same people,
With the same point of view.
I’ve grown too tired to listen and too old to believe,
To those who say
It’ll be ok.
I’m no longer naïve.
But each day I still wear a smile that’s fake.
Because for them to see my true emotions
Would be a much worse fate
Then spending each day pretending I’m ok.
– Amber Devaney
You are there when I’m happy ,
You are there when I’m sad,
I love you so much,
For u are my Dad
You have helped me to be
The person I am today,
Through some pain and some arguements
That lead me astray
Pops, my best-friend, who has shown me the way
I pray you don’t leave me because of old age
I’m writing this poem, right now for you
To say thank you,
And I’ll always love you too !!!
Xxx kaylee xx
The feeling of accomplishment can be
Different to many people weather it’s
Winning that game, finishing that book
Or beating your high score in that video game…
To me, the feeling of accomplishment is
Something I’ve done that has pleases me. It doesn’t have
To be anything major such as making the senior Galway team
In Gaelic football, it can be something as small as
Doing well in a small test, or scoring a good
Goal in training.
In my opinion, the feeling of accomplishment
Is when you are happy with what ever
You have done in anything at all.
-Conall ó Cuirrín
The feeling you get when you walk out on the pitch
The atmosphere that almost makes you twitch
The crowd screaming like theres no tomorrow
But if there team looses, theres nothing left but sorrow
The players putting everything they have on the line
The backs and midfield numbered from one to nine
The forwards, there numbered from one to fifteen
Oh what a spectacle, oh what a scene
The exhillerating pace of the beautiful game
While the players get ready to start taking aim
Family, friends and different types of support
What some people say is the most beautiful sport
The sweet noise of the clash of the ash
To think that the players get no cash
A game that is always been about learning
Yes you guessed the best game in the world, hurling.
They took it once
They took it once, they took it twice
And it raised them to new heights
High upon the clouds they soared
And depression they felt no more
Yet they knew not the problems galore
And arguments they had once more
Vicious words, ruthless brawls
Sounded throughout the houses halls
And when all was said and done once more
Pain and anguish was wrought galore
In the crowds ,
It is so loud,
They all hear the giggling ,
But never the sniffling,
They brush aside and turn a blind eye,
To a person in need,
If they let themselves heed,
That person in need
They would see,
All they ever needed was to be free,
Of all their grief ,
And find some relief.
People see global warming
People see the warning
But what they don’t see is the people mourning
The people of Bangladesh, so lost and so broken
Their houses taken away by the rugged ocean
All because of a thing called greenhouse gases
Taught by teachers in their geography classes
Meanwhile the governments of the world are sitting on their asses
All bark, no bite “we have strength in masses”
Drugs are so bad,
You try them and go mad,
Your family kick you out,
And you wander about,
You have no money left,
So you have to think about theft,
You get in trouble with the police,
And all you have to wear is a fleece,
You are locked in a cell,
You feel like you are living in hell,
All because you spent all your money on drugs.
Why whisper when you can shout?
Why fall when you can fly?
Be happy there is no need to cry,
Why fight when you can love?
Why do you ever walk alone?
When your company is a song,
Why do you always rely on
The place your demons lie?
When the angels are on your side,
Why do you always sleep?
And never take the chance to leap.
You can shine like the stars.
Don’t worry about life’s scars.
Like a busy bee’s hive,
You will always be alive.