Young Writers Society

Ok, writing poems is not my strong point, I'm not that good at them but I want to improve, so feel free to voice any suggestions about this poem. War ...

Nervous and tense outside.But inside there is peace,An oasis of hope for a thirsty soul.Like a butterfly suspended on a petal.Outside, eyes pricked for any sign of danger.But inside, peaceful ...

I was experimenting with structure here, and the result was something very...odd. Unfortunately the forum wont let me post it like it's intended to be written - it reads better ...

I wrote this at midnight last night, after one of those thoughts that sometimes resolves itself into a poem around the witching hour. Its not brilliant, but I like the ...

No One Is a nobody But not everyone Is a somebody. And I dedicate this poem, For the ones who killed, At Columbine High School.

First off, I wasn't exactly sure where to put here it is. I don't like to title things, so this'll probably end up without one. One more thing, if you're ...

I walk through the Hall The Hall of 100 Mirrors. In each one I see A different side of me Even though they're all the same. In one, who I ...

This is one of my favourite (rhyming) poem's I've written and I'd appreciate any hints on how to improve it. Its still in raw, just-as-it-was-written form, so I know there ...

I'm not sure about this one. I've only just started to work with non-rhyming poetry (I used to hate blank verse, etc., coz it didnt rhyme..I cant believe myself, sometimes, ...

Not sure where it goes, so it goes in here. Well, hope you like it. Lying there, in the grass, I think about life. What is it That makes it ...

I was in a club, the music was loud,When this girl stood out from the crowd.She had one leg and soft red hair,They called her Jilly, the nymphomanic leper.She grooved ...

Burning and scorching me, My skin is etching away, Permanent scars and bruises will forever remain, I try to prevent the flames, But they continue to keep spreading, Fire is ...

It s like a morning with no sun, Like a bank containing no money, A millionaire living in poverty. Or like a book enclosing no pages, It s a like ...

Elegant. you called me that day you said I smelled like silk does silk smell? wafting at you as you walk d'you inhale and think mmmmm silk. Like others sniff ...

Roses Like satin on the fingertips, Wet with dew, Like a lovers sweet sweat, After you have coaxed the last gasp from their lips. And when the petals of roses ...