Young Writers Society

Please, tell me that somebody's out there And that my cries do not go unheard Because my voice is getting weak From all the screaming that I've done And I ...

the refreshing taste of nicotine smoke and orange juice at four in the morning the fabulous eeriness of late night/early morning children's tv and the first few beams of sunlight ...

Somewhere in the distance a rooster crowed. The town was about to wake. I limped to the window. As though a giant signal had gone of people appeared simultaneously their ...

Yeah it's a lot different than before because if someone tells me something's wrong with it,I edit like crazy. Anyway, please critique... or else lol: A thick cloud of ash ...

Ok im not sure where to put this poem so it will have to do in here Ok here goes The Real World Welcome to the real world, labour away ...

A few thoughts on this poem. It's for my Dad's 49th birthday on Saturday. I like starting it in the middle of a thought, because that's how it came to ...

The Start of Things Miranda wasn’t surprised when the ghost that lived in her garage finally spoke to her, she had suspected it would ever since she figured out that ...

Moop. What happened to my other story thread? O.o

a madding pain like no other it tears my brain asunder a madding pain in my head i think that i shall soon be dead

Peace and solitude (some have said this is depressing, you have been warned) ------------------------ The light has abandoned you to me Why do you persist Why do you insist That ...

The City of Time Rusted bells clang together in bitter defeat The cold and desolate bell tower Rolling waves roar against the weeping docks Churning and coiling in the wrenching ...

Ok this is a really weird very short piece that I wrote, for a contest I think. It's kind of stupid. It was the second full moon of the month, ...

Curled on a garden chair overlooking Morning Glories shriveled by an overcast dusk thinking of a boy who belongs to her past and the small back corner of her heart. ...

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your eyes smile at me through a pixelated webcam. and that's all i know of your soft slim figure. it's amusing how a few lines in bold pink font from ...