Young Writers Society

::a few things to forget:: add water to the ocean just to watch it go again turning into rain found on porchsteps of American homes because little children feel that's ...

but when it's the end of the worlddo you think we'll have a reason to live? I used to read you like a bestseller, but to you I was just ...

"We shall go on to the end ... we shall never surrender" - Winston Churchill spare a minute for the ones nobody wants to remember, who let us be who ...

There is a place, far, far away, I drink from the waters when drowning in pain. All of my grief washes away At the halcyon waters of Halcyon Bay. Where ...

Glistening stars in the sky Reflect in your glittering eyes. Your breath so warm As you hold me tight. This silent moment, with just you and me There is nowhere ...

the kid with the gun is my neighbor the two-colored eye man watches over the domain of the 3-legged dog whose limp is stiff from metal-pronged puppet strings daytime suburia ...

Sylvia If you look through the dipping boughs of the elm trees you can see the glittering patches of light that is her genius hidden beneath shadow layers of cotton ...

Fear Heartbeat, running Fleeing from a fear I Cannot see Silence which sears my Terrified soul Darkness which blinds me Clouding my mind. A piercing scream, Shiver from a nonexistent ...

Everyday is a brand new day I remind myself of that all the time So why do I keep doing the same thing over and over I make promises all ...

This is a song as well as a poem. But I figured it would get more attention being posted here. It may seem a little redundant but if you were ...

Pregnancy is to ear infection; Both take a miniscule of bacteria Once inplanted, causes panic and harm. Can be solved with a pill if taken soon enough- Yet one is ...

Simple women should Simply keep their Bony knees drawn tightly. Simple men should Simply keep their Fat mouths drawn tightly.

Amazing thing evolution: Man may now walk upright, But he still speaks Like a fucking Neanderthal.

I washed up with the early morning tides, Braided hair like coarse leather. Dressed in seaweed and perfume of sweet mist. There was no lifeguard on duty For he was ...

I know it was about death but I wouldn't consider it "emo" but it was really really heartbreaking and kind of hard to read. I read it last night and ...