Young Writers Society

...sometimes I really do think I hate you. Beautiful. Lovely. Deep. Meaningful. Only problem is with the second stanza, did ...

The blade cuts through her skin, Like glass shattering on rock, Finding it’s too hard, She can’t stop, Wrist so ...

fractures. hairline fractures are hard to see unless the right light hits at just the right angle- then I can ...

For a season I live by the lie we call love— A temporary insanity I held onto Yet I knew ...

Locked away in the towers of safety Shackled to protection’s prison As you watch your world crumble to ashes They ...

I liked this! Good good! Lots of emotion!! ~Lollipop~

this definately isn't going to be up to quo...I need help turning all of my thoughts into a real poem ...

And I promise you I will be the exact opposite of what you expect when you see me sauntering through ...

unlucky hours of september colour the sky a grazed silver, the sun lies vacantly. i wish it would rasp, collapse, ...

it's not big, it's not clever, but it is me. I don't know if you've ever conversed with a brick ...

Books that are not books Cling to fake oak Scotch dribbles down Into the fountains of youth The Jazz Singer ...

the non-tabbing-formatting-lackofoption is killer in this. regardless. thanks for reading If my blue-colored girlfriend told me today that you had ...

You are so amazing...you take the same cliche topics that every teen poet writes--or, at least attempts to write and ...

the people bright-coloured half-knotted ties entangled exclusively with short-sleeved fake polo shirts and contrasting hoops sport tracksuits unused for exercise, ...

This is just an emotional release but I kind of like it, so I thought I would post it, enjoy ...