Young Writers Society

OK this originally started out with the idea for the first line...then i just had fun with it and kept adding to it. sorry, it's rather rambling but oh well ...

Sad sorry days are done You have lost the battle of life Of being seen by others as a human being You are unknown in the mists of reality Replaced ...

A bit weak at the start, but a powerful ending I really loved it's just one of those classics. However I wouldn't say it was one of the best however ...

is this what happens when you write a poem a day?,lol perhaps i should start doing this...i don't know what to say other than i really enjoyed this mostly because ...

Gah, small font. Anyway.. That's a nice poem. I like it. There's one line.. "wishing we were someone" that doesn't flow to me.. You go from plural to singular.. Kinda ...

I'm not sure on this at all but hey, I'm not sure if this is the right section for it either. Please give me your comments etc! The same old ...

My first posting! YAY! Every story has an introduction so i figure i need one too. here i go! Let 'er rip! Intro This is no curse An unlikely gift ...

teenie boppersemo singingguitar stringingkids. Haha. Love that line. Well, you told me not to read this...but here I am reading it anyway. Yes, it is emo though--and a little "incomprehensible" ...

staring at the sun you wonder whether the pandemonium of colours spiralling ahead of your eyes is your breed of nirvana or just another lost universe dampened by evanescence. gazing ...

I can’t see your face, I can’t see your smile, I can’t see your feelings, But I can see your worth my while, I can’t see your light, I can’t ...

Overall, I liked it. it was a good poem. nice job. And you cut yourself to feel alive. Wow. Very strong begining. Made me think, caught my attention, and had ...

Most of this poem was based on a true story/true stories...mostly of my own...I'm from California and I've spent summers there and when summers over, sadly, you must go back. ...

All right, I've been majorly depressed the last couple of days. I keep having this recurring dream where my Wolfe is standing at shcool, all “ha! You believed I was ...

There are a lot of things I didn't like about this poem... the flow seemed to changed off and on. But I wanted to work on my alternating line/rhyme scheme ...

Dear God, I am so sorry for everything I did, everything I've done. Dear Sweet Jesus, please forgive me. Hail Mary, Mother of God. To Colton: He called the quits ...