Young Writers Society

This is for Kylan's Spark! contest. - Who is that man on the cross? What has he done to you? Why does he hang so silently? When will this all ...

Air Heavy Breaths of Purified air Dessert Weight Wait Are you hungry No; Want for the Sweet Want for the unneeded Want for what shouldn’t be had Want for the ...

This is continue for head man's hill He shacked out of the guards grips. He ran around then waved goodbye, He ran, he ran and oh he ran some more, ...

Author's Note: Yeah, I had this random idea at the bus stop. I saw some ants crawling around and was amused by their patterns of walking. Then I found an ...

Took a step, closer to headman's hill, If he would have had the will, Surely he would have not had to kill. The man who was not even bad. But ...

Is it ice? Is it fire? Is it wind or is it rain? The questions persist while it gains, Unable to prevent, only to protect from it The storm blows ...

PLEASE read and review, tell me how I could improve it, kthx? She always was like a God to me. Running her own little world. With her own sense of ...

Down in the valley In a small, quiet town The wind rolls lazy Through broken windchimes The shops and the stores Are open but empty And a few people walk ...

Your organs are going weaker as your body awaits its final peril. So young you didn’t stand a chance. Your body is being lowerd into its final resting place as ...

Passing of La Belle By Salliewalker There was once a young lady of this small rural town, With light rosy skin, deep gold hair, and eyes rich brown. Her smile ...

xD not sure if i put this in the right catagory A sudden crash echoes through the halls, Resonating from within the four walls, as they became her tomb. Just ...

Call this what you will, I just had an idea for a story and thought it would be cool to express it through poetry. Wifey My wife's a cheating know ...

There was this one Supposedly sainted Amidst all the rest Who were thoroughly tainted And all he wanted Was for the world to be pure Unfortunately for some Evil was ...

There sits a man, short in size Who plays his game Of Kings and Queens At the coffee house There stands a man, behind the counter Who serves his scents ...

I heard them on the Plains. Their horses’ hooves drumming, Their battle cries ringing. A single feather floating, From an eagle in the sky. The majestic bird – A symbolic ...