Young Writers Society

can you see the sunset from the southside? can you see the sunrise from the east? can you hear me whisper with your ears closed? can you taste the wind ...

Kaitak, July 1997 [pre]Morning; The smell of scrambled eggs permeates The air; the English rain fights At the window. Except we are not in England. The mist parts to reveal ...

Say "Sienara" to this diorama of my life. I'm tired of being a clay-mation in this old shoe box of a situation. Stop trying to mold my mind its not ...

I don't think I can take another lie. I'm filled to the brim and Spilling. Over. Over you and over eyes, and over falls I'm over lies. You've poured me, ...

Unwilling to leave, Yet unable to stay. This is the predicament, I find myself in today. To move onward, Or to remain where I am, My heart says no, While ...

No Escape!! Theres no escaping this dream, This life and death theme, A quick reality check on things that arent what they seem, Well you know what i mean, An ...

Iwarned you Burma. I told you this would happen. "If the buck stops here" Then why do your people cry? Listen, they are coming. And now you in your room, ...

Authors Note: This is my first since poetry post since my return of a *cough* two year hiatus, so bear with me I love you so much it hurts my ...

Clouded Care By: BL As I watch the clouds above I wonder, Why can’t I? I am the one that can strive above the rest, So why can’t I fly ...

I want to take up my thoughts of you and throw them in a fire to watch them slowly burn. I want to rip out your heart, tear it slowly ...

Just something a little different that I thought of in the spur of the moment. Suggestions are, of course, welcome so keep 'em coming. See if you can guess what ...

The reins of reason may have slipped Momentarily from my grip. I wasn't worried, it was not the first time It would not go too far - I never do. ...

I remember sailing across the oceans, finding myself lost and drowning until your hands picked me up and became my guide, my sanctuary. I happily sailed through your tub of ...

I carry you in my bones, Drag you around in my chest; You are an unwanted stone Buried deep into my flesh. Where are you when I hear Your voice, ...

all you lovers of time, join in the streets! come with your bangles and pockets and your verdigris roofs to claim your rightful due. this is not the end for ...