Young Writers Society

Today is a day for yesterday's music and beat; for tasting my own lips where my heart pounded after you ...

You sprang from storybooks, accompanied by the planar shadows of imagination. But I lost you like a spider somewhere along ...

Little girl, why must you leave? You’re far too young, Far too naïve. Listen as I beg and plead, Little ...

oblivious to the facts? talked to you (yeah, i whispered you), did you forget my words already? looking for a ...

My first 'Deep' Poem... keep the criticism to a minimum please My Life is Malfunctioning My life is malfunctioning The ...

there is faded blue writing on my hand: my timetable written in blueberry biro. scripturemathsfrenchgeography it's like a neverending stream ...

A Tiny Snow White Dove, Gliding Far Away, Out My Sight It Goes, Where I Missed It Sit And Lay, ...

I'm not exactly sure Where you are right now You may be in your room Or you may still be ...

everything about me depends on you. this is something that haunts me long into the sleepless nights staring out at ...

Deep underground prospects at the river-crook of my arm, where we buried charcoal with our melted-together clay-pot palms in the ...

Looking up wistfully, At the stars as they glitter At the moon in its place And the clouds as they ...

Deep Deep in the cave where I seek, Inside the hole where the shadows creep, Seek, Seek, the light in ...

Always keep your memories, Of the good times, and the bad. But most of all think happy thoughts, About the ...

i seriously just sit sometimes. just sit and wait for some sort of answer coming from lips lined in red ...

The suns last rays touched the ocean, that was raging forth like a wildcat, changing as quickly as my emotions, ...