Young Writers Society

The Fires of My Fury You broke my heart, I

I loved the poem. I'm sorry I can't gramaitcally crit but here are my thoughts and opinions. Anything about soldiers or warfare always seems to grab my attention. It sounds ...

Okay, so we had to write a poem and share it with the whole team. I however got lazy and didn't write one, so like five minutes before hand i ...

I am dramatically bored, put your hands on my forehead, it's heated under your fingertips. Hear the monotonous tones that mean to shape my life, can you see my disinterest? ...

NOTE TO READERS: This is a poem about my recent minor anxiety attack. I am slowly feeling the need to be diagnosed, but my mother doesn't believe in mental disorders, ...

Standing still, wondering if it’s life or death. Hoping a lot, on every single breath. Wishing for peace, freedom, and happiness Yet in so much pain from all the distress. ...

So this was a class project, write a poem containing the media and people. It's due monday so if you guys could give me a little feed back before I ...

*note* I wrote this in response to the sudden rise in "gangstas" at my high school. Enjoy! Because I'm Gangsta!!! Do you know who I am? I’m a gangsta! People ...

Bathing In The Moonlight My mother said I should never leave the house after dark because you never know what might be out there… but out in the darkness is ...

broken and shattered ripped apart at the seams torn between life and death lost amongst heaven and hell just a demon as an angel simply good as evil all dark ...

i havent written in a long time and am about to get back into it, here's the last thing i wrote. i'm senor saurkraut from tywc if anyone remembers me. ...

Names are carved into brick walls (stained with the swollen black blood of trains) like graphite voices from wooden slats and steel rails, oxidized with loose feet and creased carpet ...

his days are numbered in the crash-course direction tracked down and censored through the beaten screen he's found no solace in displays of affection his quality learnings are bound to ...

This was just supposed to be about general fear. But seemed to evolve so that it reads like it's about abuse or something.. Not too sure.. You creep up on ...

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