Young Writers Society

The sky’s the limit, but you can only go so far till your head is in the clouds.

I’ll try to make it up to you forever…

When the earth cracks open & all hell breaks loose, their love becomes the fault line & the peace. Will it shatter or fuse them together?

A prose on something that tends to plague the minds of young people

A... spiritual poem about... chickens?

I'm a moody person. Tears of laughter, tears of pain. Screams of anguish, screams of joy. Smiles of helplessness, smiles of illusion, smiles of glee.

i wanna be the blood on your hands/the driver of the getaway van

for those whose families feel like tragedies :')

um first poem on here if its bad feel free to critique pls don't be too mean though I will cry

I know, Wrong person, wrong time. But still, stars an audience to my tears.

A short rant in free verse...

For the boy I've fallen for longer than others, but can't have.

A collection of five poems, randomly chosen and mixed up, written over the course of a year. (I should stop choosing titles that make no sense-)

Inspired by the quote: "And if you call me at 4am, too tired to say hello, I will listen to your silence until you fall asleep.” - Unknown .

Thank you YWS and Everyone who makes it our home!