Young Writers Society

I liked to lie on your bed and just be If I lie on my own bed and be I am just being alone. But no, no more of this ...

I am like the dunes in the deserts Beneath the wind I shift and change, I twist and turn, new dunes rise, old ones fall, but in the end, it ...

I of course am not the author, rather the sub-creative author(in other words, realistically-I wrote it, fantastically-The faithful Numenoreans sung it ) Oh Aster in the Sky Oh white aster ...

This is a post of two poems in one POST. First one is "Lies" the second, "Fake." I hope you enjoy them both. "LIES" ‘Well I love you.’ What a ...

She She stands there still Her crow black hair a shadow vagrant to the world Her soul is chill And plain to see, heralded by dark flag unfurled Eyes colder ...

I'm not sure how good this really is, I wrote it yesterday, one of my first poems ever... I mostly write prose/songs and yeah...tear it apart to your hearts delight... ...

shadows before the sun, and someoneturns out the lightsdarkness settles on the stage: a new act has begun.cue – daylightlet a shred of pale grey fill the sky.I can see ...

You draw me into your words Your thoughts, and your poetry With your blue eyes And I love them. It’s almost a seduction dance When you look at me across ...

I'm really not sure about this one, so any constructive criticism would be more than welcome. Light This silhouette lies beside me Faint curves of silver amidst an eternity of ...

any kind of constructive criticism would really help, also anyone got any ideas for a title? Day's brightness has barely passed And the shadow already holds it's sway Within my ...

I was disappointed with this poem when I wrote it months ago. But reading it again tonight made me feel everything all over again. So, I supposed I expressed it ...

I don't think I put the right words in here to express what I feel... and nobody will know what I feel. So enjoy, comments greatly appreciated... Fate by Elizabeth ...

Cut my skin with your razor blade Cut me from behind because your sun doesn't shine Take away from me my innocent mind You take away from me my sunshine ...

My alarm clock woke me this morning With its infernal, hated pounding in my mind, I huddled beneath my thick blankets Trying to gather the pieces of a beautiful dream ...

This is in the same vein as my other poem, Gaol, though hopefully this one will get more feedback! I'm not sure it's as strong as the other, but there ...