Young Writers Society

Trying a different form...I quite like it. Stream-of-consciousness-ish. Definitely promotes inspiration, anyway. Transience a footprint in the sand or the imprint of a fingertip in the icing of a cake, ...

to gouge this grainy wind which walks so free, (proving life's existence with no intermittance) would be so icily cruel, like the bladed sun which shakes and breaks the gossamer ...

This is rather awkward for me. I've never posted on this board or asked for contructive critism on a poem. Well, here goes nothing. He stands at your side Your ...

Always the bad one, Always wrong never right, Trapped in this society, So close to the edge of all reason. And you push me, More and more, I feel the ...

I keep my head low, Refusing to look ahead. I walk in slow motion; My speech is slurred. I'm haunted by last March... The things that happened last March... But ...

For the first time in a while I smiled today A warm glimmer of hope ran through me How I wished you could've seen it But how little did I ...

Undeniable that there is A certain attraction in arrogance An arrogance that lacks aggression But still, something that makes a boy a guy But a guy not yet a man ...

I hate this feeling inside of me, I hate blushing when you pass by, I hate having to go out of my way, Just to see you & say ‘hi’. ...

Just hide under your bed. Run out of your room. Climb a tree. Finals are here. Oh I fear. I hate the studying. I hate the rules. No making noise ...

I open my mouth, So that I may speak, But words do not come out. The feeling I feel inside, Leaves me confused, Self conscious, and alone. I stand in ...

LoveI would likeif you merely came across to me and saidwhat i'd love to sayWhat isn't loving anymore?and what isn't good?those meaningless wordsturned, almost bitter by timeI'm sure you meant ...

:Edits in Italics: if only you could calm me down in my damned staccato lifestyle cos i'm tired of all you've never given and i'm tired of losing you to ...

I never knew When I held you close How lucky I really was But now as I sit Tears trapped In my heart I can see I had it all ...

I'm at your feet, Tears in my eyes, Can't hold on, Can't say good bye. So tired of putting on this smile, I know all I'll ever be to you, ...

we're gonna say this is the right place for this poem, as it reflects a wish of mine. which qualifies, right? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Scent of talcumn gentle floats through the air. Collar ...