Young Writers Society

"Monica." Why is she among the forgotten? Why isn't she remembered? She suffered the worst that could be imagined she was beaten for her purity and kindred spirit she lost ...

The orange glow of sixteen cigarettes was all that was visible besides the starsas we sat around in a circle on hard plastic chairs,drinking bud light from aluminum cans.He played ...

I entered this poem in the "Unwilling Kiss" contest. I loked it and it is in the way that I would of preferred the story to of been. I am ...

God’s mind begot our Gospel truths But by men they were transcribed Human hands have formed the proof Of the doctrine of the skies We open our hearts to receive ...

I plunged into the current, to see what I could find. Swam amongst the fishies, and left the shore behind. Embracing the Azure, moving with the tide. And here I ...

She sits upon her bed side, Wishing something would happen. may be her parents would die in a crash! Or their relationship would be swept away by the tide. She ...

The lilting brook whispers softly To the mist covered terrain “Nothing will stagnate here again Nor will it ever be the same.” The hills boom their rotund chords And stand ...

Seems like just about every other day she's breaking down nowhere to be found pushed up against the wall slowly losing it all she wonder's what else is there left ...

I know it doesnt flow very well, it isnt meant to. But I would love you to critique any other aspect of this poem! Thanks!! **************************************** “One cut” you said, ...

Outside the home, leaves blew with great haste. Knowing with winter coming, there wasn't time to waste. Rain fiercely howled, and leaves painstakingly shook. The animals sat and watched inside ...

Happy times are times when you cut school early to get a frosty, then get lost on your way to Wendy's. But you do not care 'cause the radio is ...

A soilder life is not his own, but his countries. His home is the battlefield, his shelter is his gun, His future dismanteled, his deeds undone. He has no weakness, ...

Lovers Bread Basket Two secret lovers went down the winding street, And into the town when who did they meet? The boy’s dotting mother bread basket in hand, Who had ...

She was so full of sun, and happiness, and love. So carefree. She was only seven And she wore her star. To her it was an emblem of power. Until ...

Rain falling, Dreams revealed, Power becoming known, Everything happens at dawn. Don't run from your loved one, It would break their heart. Moving closer to the person on the other ...