Young Writers Society

Is it left or right? Up or Down? It's getting hard to tell. People shrink away from all their friends, And give themselves to drugs they smell. They follow who ...

Another song of mine. I like it. I cry, but no one hears me call, No one's here to break my fall- A solitary wanderer in my mind. And trouble's ...

Look me in the eyes and say what you've got to say. When I see into your soul it makes you nervous and you don't look my way. I smile ...

This poem still scares me because it's so deep... Chorus: I just forget myself when I'm up here with you. No matter what I planned before it, I just can't ...

I wrote this as a song, like, freakin 2 years ago. Well, hope you like it. Sorry I don't have the tune for ya. Everything is going my way, The ...

Airport Dreams Never Left The Ground Twenty seven hours without sleep and Miles was on top of the world. Well, not exactly, but Moscow is close enough to it. The ...

the secret glances that we swopped across a crowded room filled with the smell of teenage hormones and suicide attempts we're an uneven pair in an uneven world and nothing ...

I like it, but the first stanza just seems not as useful as the others, and almost looks like it doesn't even need to be there. It seemed a little ...

Tears of the Unforgiven An immortal goddess, the angel of heart has been cursed with every breath.Tempting the reason is my only risk.Only to receive loves poisonous kiss.Brought to the ...

Is anyone else obsessed with Robin McKinley? I'm reading Deerskin right now which I love, and I think The Blue Sword is just about the best book ever written. Her ...

This is the poem I am going to read at open mic night The mother cries for her babies Hurt by cruelties of a cold world. The moon cries for ...

the wind blows through your hair and your mind and it feels like breath of fresh air but you don't want to be blown away like all the rest there ...

This is another true story book. The story is about a six year old girl named Sheila who was abandoned by her mother on a highway when she was only ...

If anyone can think of a title for this poem I'd be grateful. I may not be the first person in your mind,Nor the person closest to your heart,But I ...

The first book introduces the readers to the brilliant and miscevious five thousand year old djinni Bartimaeus and his master the young and foolish wizard Nathaniel.The story has a basic ...