Young Writers Society

Talk About It "Maybe," they say," You just need to talk about it." But I'm sure I don't want to. That it's a bad idea. "Come on," they say, "You'll ...

Look at him! Always lookin' for chicks with ass, flash some cash so he can smash and then dash like Sonic. A cute face really ain't needed. Just a little ...

This is a very personal poem to me, like almost all the ones I write. I choose to write from experiance because I think that way, the poem feels genuine, ...

Feeble Creature Look at that filthy thing on the ground What right does it have to live? Laugh and spit in its tearstained face Curse, condemn it to hell Make ...

Writen just a day after finishing the novel, 'Possession' by AS Byatt and heavily influenced by the poetry and letters therein. Not my usual style, I'm uncertain if i even ...

Please Me Sing a tune for my hungry ears. Murder me with the sound. Give me life, wake me up. I’ve lived in silence for so long. Just serenade me ...

my generation, beaten and torn, confined into the straitjacket of conformity, caught in a fine-spun wicker basket insects swarming over, crumbling under the hideous deeds of sordid mankind, swirling i

tick tock. Time is running out I’m the White Rabbit immersed in academia haunted by competition jaded must go on. tick tock – Time is flying by, so fast, so ...

The Mask Why do I even try, to run and hide? Do I think that salty tears would not abide? Why do I run from fear and anger and hate? ...

This is another gem that I wait for from you. I love the fact that you've practically threw away the rulebook that the rest of us seem to follow and ...

Here I am... Typing, typing just typing. Typing as if everything depends on it. Because it does. I type to stop the tears. I type to stop reminiscing. I type ...

Don’t cover my ears Don’t shade my eyes. Why shouldn’t I hear What you have to hide? Why should I be sheltered? Why can’t I be exposed? Why do you ...

Wow this is practically short and sweet and to the point lol. This was a nice little poem you got her. This line here I liked... "I would use my ...

What draws me back, I do not know. But bring me down in such an anger, Like a piercing arrow. I will not try to avenge them, But i can ...

So you want to be a writer? Well- show me what you’ve got. Place it in the slush pile, and be warned-- I’ve seen quite a lot. What’s this about ...