Young Writers Society

A Battling Plane There is a depth in souls, A dark chasm of emptiness and shame, An abyss of sorrow, As it grows, life seems unimpervious to its pull. There ...

Vamp child,Dark child,Who shall kneel before ye? All those,Who wish,To keep their blood from me.Go now,And find,Me food for I hunger,I wish,To hunt,By the storm of thunder. As she,said that,Outside ...

Her words burn like fire, the hatred she has ommited sticks as glue to my memory bank of hurting words I delve into the creaking shelves of haunting dialogues and ...

life was meant. to harness,to flow our opinion is what we make it and without us there would be no and without our Creator there would be no us.

Rounding and whirling Lost in the rhythm Pounding and sinking Dreams of tomorrow Lost in the dances Silver in moonlight Scarlet in bloodbath Glory and passion Ecstacy blooming Dancing til ...

Coldplay is coming out of the trees oh yeah. Still kissing my heart, the bruise is a purple aura on my head. It scribbles away like the typo that starts ...

yesterday i thought you were God Almighty. i imagined you sprawled naked on my bed, with your sandy hair falling across your face. i had to bite my cheeks to ...

Waiting for you the whole day, You come up at night as i pray. In the darkness you spread the light As Allah say You wake me up the whole ...

With some black clouds I feel pain in heart Many rainfalls have passed You didn't come With smell of wet mud My breathing stops Many wetness in my eyes have ...

Why does the world turn? why Is the grass green is it sick? Why do wonders hide within the ferns? Why do we call a young river a crick? who ...

I never knew you were so stupid I never knew you were that desperate Going out with her Going out with that thing I just keep on wondering What in ...

Hark, a whistle on high, A sweet, cool chirp from the clouds above, Those clouds that shine on the human race, Illuminating souls and lives outright, Yet, in the darkness ...

The artist scuplts her a set of cherub lips, two handfuls of breasts and twists her locks with gritted stone. He sets her in a garden; a fountain splashing ghosts ...

You drank, You hit, You yelled, You cried... You swore, You spent, You wasted, You dealed... You loved, You lived, You stayed, You knew... You hissed, You beat, You stomped, ...

When I graduated Junior High, I remember telling myself I’d be the same, Crazy and fun, And full of spunk. When I graduated Junior High, I remember telling myself I’d ...