Young Writers Society

Peace and solitude (some have said this is depressing, you have been warned) ------------------------ The light has abandoned you to me Why do you persist Why do you insist That ...

Curled on a garden chair overlooking Morning Glories shriveled by an overcast dusk thinking of a boy who belongs to her past and the small back corner of her heart. ...

Finished Book This word and that name and that spell and that certain way of light conjures portals back to those early days, or later ones, where we met and ...

when he died it was snowing like this hard and hard and icy and hard nadia said to me you must hate the adminstrators if they'd canceled school he would ...

2-9-05 SSSSSSSHHHHHHHOUUUUUUUUUT! As the pure yellowy sun strikes low, SSSSSSSHHHHHHHOUUUUUUUUT! Eyeline dribbling to the snow. SSSSSHHHHHHHOUUUUUUUT! Whiny moments crumble away. S! H! O-U-T today! SSSHHHHOUUUUUUT! The heavens, they spin. SHOUT! ...

Vox ----------- Do ye find yer self depraved and afraid If so let us cut out the source of yer pain Let us cut out the heart If ye find ...

(dream of spanish prima donnas―the scent of lilacs) tracing silk silhouettes with trembling finger tips maybe in another life everything was still all right it was raining today and it ...

A toast to he who he who has brought us here to he who has released us to he who has watched us he was there all the time watching ...

I want to drill holes in my head and play my brain like a flute i want ravaging panda bears to skip on a pond and dance to the beat ...

There’s nothing like a slow smile spreading across full pink lips when you’re too close for this summer heat, but every breath means the rise of her chest will brush ...

Was it too much to question? A friendship so rare The blossoming Of a placid rose piercing me Pleading for forbidden days Nights of dreaming how You wished it to ...

One Morning, After Some Time Morning broke in softly through the curtained window there, But you aren’t stirring in the gentle yellow light. Your eyes are open, they opened long ...

OK, this is rather long but i just got the idea for it off the top of my head. there's this tiny little side street just behind the park across ...

These are the times of our lives, they say, The best days that we’ll ever see. & no matter how many years pass us by, We’ll still have our beloved ...

Eurgh...apologies. I had to post this again because my computer decided to act up. Grarg. Flowers the barrier of soldiers grim sentinels their look is softened a woman with pink ...