Young Writers Society

Er... this is still very rough. But it needs some feedback before I do another rewrite. They slip from your lips with ease. While the truth tastes bitter on your ...

Fingers of blood touch me from where I lie alone and wasted in a bed of white roses. I was not looking for you. I was not even singing your ...

These doldrums my mind floats me on, Fragmented vision, Suppressed sigh, Tired lie… These scatter midst the waters of my heart, To only listen! To only try, To only die… ...

Incandescence wrote:America—what's it meanto be you? I am strugglingto keep up with a citythat never sleeps, and I am fallingbehind the drifters and the homelessin their footsteps. I am bothtoo ...

Hey all! I'm terrible at poetry - I know absoloutely nothing about it, but this is for school and I need reviews desperately. It's a poem where we have to ...

You look at me in the eyes and pretend to love me. Deception, to you it is a key. I’m oblivious to your deed, Because you are what I thought ...

no explanation this time. unless you count the explanation for the lack of explanation? well, here it is. ______ reread it, found some punctuation errors. ______ changed one of the ...

the waves, they blow me out to sea, 21 years old, and youthful celebrations burning up the nights, electric postings on TYWC, or, at least, so I believed... so long ...

The moon will always symbolize this Because it reminds me of you, The pale blank surface like your flawless skin, The giant craters compared to your countless freckles covering your ...

You left so long ago- five years if I remember right, and now you come back and try to find your place. You see me standing there, my back against ...

The first time I saw you, I nearly cried, You're color was so sweet. You looked so innocent, You cared for me, Caressed my lonely curves. But then as all ...

I'm not sure how I feel about it, when I read it out loud the repetition seems to work. Tell me what you think. I could paint my lips red, ...

Crisp, the rising, is the suppressed sol,Bind seasons' promises compelled you to keep,Laugh, cerise lips, on the jade knoll,Slow over the fruitless, undulance of sleep.Beguile the loveless, the lifele

**something I wrote in English one day when I was bored. I'm pretty sure there's no punctuation missing.** I am sometimes fact, often not sometimes truth mixed with myth I ...

Dance! with all your pent-up energy and laugh. Release! the pain that no one knows is there and smile. Rejoice! bathe in the sun’s rays and feel its warmth on ...