Young Writers Society

An Explosive Yard Peck peck peck *BANG* Stupid chicken It walked into my backyard Dig dig dig *SIZZLE* The sun came out Detonated another land mine And then my dog ...

K - Screw everything you know about reading a real "poem" and try reading the words for what they are.. because this is more of a.. Freestyle? Yepp. Written by ...

what am I doing? I speak as though you’ll understand the drips and eddies, tides of lunar gold across the shore. This is my mind (not that it's always so ...

yeah, yeah, i know. The nail marks never started at the top - no, we were always halfway when we realized we were falling down, down with nothing to leave ...

Tossing and turning throughout the night I listen to the nearby train Who cries out in the lonely night For company, The hum of the TV, Trying my best to ...

caught in the undertow of a thought carried away on the broken back of an undisciplined rhythm passing through subatomic slipstreams and defective dream catchers laughing waves of an alien ...

Calligraphy is accomplishment burned and etched into lambskin paper lining ancient walls, modern minds. Axis titled, the earth is crooked, like melting clocks and bacon, but we are the ones ...

I found this in my photobucket... and I have no idea... where it's from, but surely I must have written it... if I didn't then I have no idea where ...

Don't shout at me, I'm only here for a few minutes! Have fun; here's my contribution for the day/week/until I'm back. Loads of good stuff going on around here. GAMBLING ...

I beseech you child of our time Who wanders in the everlasting light And holds the hand of god In his own sweet palm You who can take the demons ...

Ok, this is my first try on writing a haiku, hope the syllables are ok.. And hope in this haiku I didn’t miss anything. Feel free to tell me if ...

With clipped wings and tear stained eyes, thin arms reach to your prostitute morning. It stings with every word you scream and in every dream you're falling... I'm going to ...

The Stairs by theluckyflower There he was; I saw my crush again! I ran to meet him, but tripped, and then – I fumbled and grasped his shoulder. He felt ...

She was broken promises and untold lies, Lip glossed joints and lush liquor highs Swallowed tears and silent cries Genuinely happy (In an artificial way) Mouthfuls of goodbye, Lips lined ...

Scientific statistics have so far proved that out of all professions, writers are the most likely to develop mental unstabilities. You never forgot how to write, did you? When nights ...