Young Writers Society

Before you read, I'd like to give a note that this was written a few years ago, and is a tad cliche. If you've got any advice on how to ...

My stubborn lover, my mistress at heart she coaxes me on when others depart. He sings to me sweet when sorrow would sink in. Oh my dear lover, how our ...

The shadows writhe across the ground And from the sky a fog drifts down Before me lies a dying land. Leafless shrub and thorny grass Rotting trees of ages past ...

Reality today is never quite just as it seems; Naught is left but masquerades and piles of broken dreams. Faced with world’s conformity, it’s often “do or die”. Men have ...

There once was a boy from Nags Head, Who flew his kite into a shed. He went to retrieve it, And now he can't see it, The kite is now ...

Today is the day That I let everything fade Away from my mind And forget about time I want to forget And never regret What I've told you About what ...

[pre]Anger boils within me, Feelings surge... Ebb of my emotions, Peak of my pain! But words fail me, My pen bleeds... I ponder for words With my pen blotting the ...

When the sheets of clear blue water break relentlessly over and under me so that I am immersed; out of my depth. With my heart pounding in me like when ...

The result of me bored on a Saturday without my writing book after reading a couple depressing poems. Just quickly done and i don't normally write poems or depressing stuff, ...

Girl If you allow me To take you home With me After we embrace Stay with me For your rays of love Would wake me Like the sunrise never could ...

Painted Phenomenon Beauty was never a choice, Love was never to be. For I was born to be a monster, Scarred as nothing but defeat. I hide behind this painted ...

That Night I have not come to the lake to confess my sins. For that night was the first and the only time we would ever be full of joy. ...

[pre]When the night's deep And the air sings a different symphony I walk along the riverside With some soulful melodies playing in me On nights like these when i have ...

Exam Blues The sun outside is blazing yellow, but my inside walls are grey. Footsteps and temples pounding, clocks ticking time away. This isn’t how I imagined life, scrambling for ...

He likes me and he likes her why can't he choose what does he not see in me am i too bright, am i too young, am i too short ...