Young Writers Society

consolation sorrow is something you learn to live with like your fingers your teeth your wingless spine

strange lightning crackles when near, crush split swift away, aches soothes stings forgets Time removes all things, makes them again. Each thing discharges and absorbs energy. Each thing changes and ...

butterflies I want to be the girl in dusty victorian blues, sitting lonely on the fence, dreaming music, wanting you. There are things I remember that I am afraid to ...

butterflies I want to be the girl in dusty victorian blues, sitting lonely on the fence, dreaming music, wanting you. There are things I remember that I am afraid to ...

Have you ever wondered what is in insanity's thought? Now you'll know, I'll tell you, because I've been there and back I've seen myself when my mind and my heart ...

The sunlight keeps intricate time on the iron facade of tinfoil cans, chrome vessels that find themselves crushed together, God's impending fist of fire and ashen rock brandishing fingers that ...

If I could touch the stars, oh would your hand be mine? If I can not touch them, you are lost forever. If I could do what's right, Would you ...

When Your Mind Was Empty The way it used to be You'd sit at the desk Feathered pen in heavy hand Waiting for the words to come Waiting for inspiration. ...

This is very much a story poem, with some prose stuffed in. Thursdays It must be Thursday. I never could get the hang of Thursdays. - Arthur Dent, Hitchhiker's Guide ...

I wrote this song on the guitar to a soft wandering minor melody. I like the way it sounds as a song, but I'm not sure if it's any good ...

the sun rise above the horizon, and darts between the clouds orange lights turn the sky on sun shining out loud day rushes by, through time and space time seems ...

black balloons pop splattering sin all over this D-day parade, where we march, skulls on baton heads, our bloodshot eyes begging "heavenly light, fall down on me." Trapped between two ...

Christmas Time That favorite time of year is here The one you spend with family dear Shopping, wrapping, sending, giving Laughing. Loving, eating, wishing Christmas cheer is all around Presents ...

Goodbye It’s not easy To say the word It hurts inside Feeling torn Leaving’s hard Cause everything’s behind But it’s ok You’ll be fine I believe in you Like you’ve ...

I feel like something is missing. As many crits as possible please, I am very open-minded about this one. Editing suggestions in as we go along I’ve never felt as ...