conor o gara

Rookie (07/08/1983 / dublin)

conor o gara Poems

1. I Appreciate My Sanity Even More Than I Used To 10/27/2009
2. Always Read The Label 10/27/2009
3. This Feeling 10/27/2009
4. Evolution 10/27/2009
5. Blank Page 10/27/2009
6. O’gara 10/27/2009
7. Fallen Stars 10/27/2009
8. Luas 21.12.04 - 00.08am 10/28/2009
9. Kindred Spirits 10/28/2009
10. This Beggars Belief 10/28/2009
11. So Dark The Con Of Man 10/28/2009
12. Grow Up 10/28/2009
13. Fisher Of Men 10/28/2009
14. Playing A-Live 10/28/2009
15. Hair 10/27/2009
16. The Beginning Of The End Of The Oil Age 10/27/2009
17. Ecstasy 10/27/2009
18. Heroin 10/27/2009
19. For Heaven's Sake 10/27/2009
20. Three 10/28/2009
21. Con-Fusion 10/28/2009
22. My Good Side My Worst 10/28/2009
23. Late Nights 10/28/2009
24. Why? ? 10/28/2009
25. A Notice 10/28/2009
26. God + Life = Miracle 10/28/2009
27. Happiness 10/28/2009
28. You Don'T Have To 10/28/2009
29. Real Tea Trip 10/28/2009
30. Open Your Mind 10/28/2009
31. My Thoughts On Stuff 10/28/2009
32. A Glass Of Water 10/28/2009
33. Conor O'Gara 10/28/2009
34. Live, Die, Dream 10/28/2009
35. I Am, I Do 10/28/2009
36. Hey Dj 10/28/2009
37. Should You Take The Chance? 10/28/2009
38. Couldn'T Be Better 10/28/2009
39. Are We Doomed 10/28/2009
40. Intoxicated 10/28/2009

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2 Travellers In Time

Christine Mary I have no doubt what so ever that we were meant to meet…
I believe it was more than just pure co-incidence that our paths collided at Molly Malone’s feet on the bottom of Grafton Street.
Me with my hand-made African drum…
You looking for all intents and purposes
What the narrow-minded term a bum.

You were in a spot of bother it seemed.
Wondering where the nearest off-licence was located.
I was lucky I hadn’t been turfed off my current location/spot,
As I hadn’t bothered buying a busking licence.

5 cans a bottle of Jameson and a pack of ...

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This Feeling

softly softly, slowly slowly
that’s how it creeps up on you
this feelin of lonely.

Empty house deserted streets
Your mobile phone not making any beeps

Than it arrives as quick as that,
And it covers your head

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