Young Writers Society

Each time you hurt me, You riped my heart away piece by piece, Soon there was nothing left to rip ...

In the city of Atlanta, The simplest game of hide-and-seek, Turns into murder He asphyxiates underground, He’s an unsolved mystery ...

:dies: i almost did cry...

You send me snippets of little books of poetry oozing from that brilliant blue mind of yours words beyond their ...

This was not meant to be a poem...but if you must you may tear it apart all you like (go ...

does it matter if i cry in the moonlight or draw star-spangled rainbows with my fingers or pick up half-empty ...

Ok, this one is kind of old, but I was going through my pile of paper's after my release from ...

Like the last leaf on a windy Autumn day,I hang on, fragile but courageously,Waiting for the day to come.When the ...

My long black curls were cut off long ago making me uglier than I already was I ditched the harp ...

Sahjsa ------------- there are too many knives, sitting patiently in the corner of a kitchen drawer. the same tale of ...

when you looked at me on that starry night i thought, don't watch me, i'm scared of bloodshed but you ...

You were the boy I always wanted to be. *sounds like a good start to me. draws my attention* I ...

Words on lined paper Blur Tears burn their acidweet trail Down the toocold skin Of my face Why is the ...

The wind caresses the leaves from the trees And I watch them fall, willingly Bending in the force of the ...

Short, sweet, to the point. Basically, that is all I have to say.