Young Writers Society

I just wrote these an hour or so ago, so I haven't glossed them up yet. As of lately I've been trying really hard to tune up my haiku writing, ...

As y'all can probably assume, my name is Victoria, I hope y'all like it. I just wrote it two minutes ago, so it's still pretty rough.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Va

The film world is oneI dream of each live and enjoy a lifedifferent than any other.A world of fame and fortune,a world of trials and victory.A world with every happy ...

I am from crazy intricate, painted ponies. From liquid detergent And fire baked Oreos.I am from dancing, arm flailing fun. And overpowering smells of greasy fake Chinese food.I am from ...

On the long empty dayswhen the breakfast table lay dismal,her chair vacant and the sun pouredthrough the windows with good cheer,irritating me in it's stubbornnessto clash with my downcast mood,I ...

I wrote these over two years ago in 6th grade, so don't be afraid to tear them apart. ~~~~~~~~~~A summer twisterCrushing an evenings silenceEverything is dead.~~~~~~~~~~The joys of winter (or ...

I look in the mirror,and i see a paleblank face staring backat me.Why am i still alive?No matter how many times i try, I can't die.Why?

Blue lights,A knock on the door wakes me.A big man with a police hat is on my landing.He chews on gum, mouth open and saliva.Then I nod off. Just a ...

The upward glance of my eye seemed to deceive me,as the wind caught and cradled my imagination.A magnificent scene unfolded before wondering eyes.The remnant, a fighting beauty of an amazing ...

In cold bloodWe saw them coming, two socials across the park. Intent on vengeance, their mouths spew poisonous accusation's,we are too close to avoid confrontation.Johnny's fear quickly turns into hys

The not disturb the puppet's twisted strings,I fear they keep his serpent soul contained.Please sir, avoid the bad luck that he brings.Here, how about a nightingale that singsSo sweet that ...

plopping down,the single sound,the one that makes the courter cry.the room will drown,their feelings down,the affects of the lie.young girl, so sweet, so innocent,that only nothing had she meant,the o

For knowing we must sufferHow ironic that our knowledge is the source of our struggleIgnorance is blissKnowledge is sufferingThe more I know, the blacker the void becomesThe more I know ...

Hey guys,This is my latest work, needs a lot of editing. Any suggestions?My love now my Fear!Was it real to begin with, the complete emptiness fills its void so vividly, ...

Her pretty dress was read: I'm an Angel! And had a sparkling fairy.Her face was stoic and solemn yet cute, despite the grime and dirt, despite the mudstains.Very cute. Even ...