Young Writers Society

Gone Chapter One Martyrdom The suffering of death because of one's religious faith. Martyrdom is a word that is not ...

I don't know if this really belongs here but I just got The Lord Of The rings books and read ...

The Ellulics are pink and green. Coral green hair and hot pink skin that changes to a dull peachy color ...

January. We were sitting in opposite ends of a big blue room With just our shadows for company And there ...

Another, written back in February. Enjoy. Isolated for a little while Cold colored waterfalls falling through streams of amber hair ...

I had no idea where to put this, so if this place seems wrong let me know. I'm hoping to ...

her room has become her universe. her dreamland is purple fading into navy into black: bruised dreams. people give her ...

The next day dawned, heavy and humid. I knew the rain would come soon, but I was determined to go ...

you leave me swimming in my own scattering confusion with your tanned waterfall of words i have been slipping on ...

I see you in my dreams, so happy so free. How can that be when we are holding hands? Me ...

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the sky is collapsing in polychromatic droplets staining my hair with the glitter from your aurulent wings and i slip ...

(It's a comeback to poetry, I've been in a neutral uninspired state lately... Enjoy) There was Mary, she died when ...

this definately isn't going to be up to quo...I need help turning all of my thoughts into a real poem ...

And I promise you I will be the exact opposite of what you expect when you see me sauntering through ...