Young Writers Society

He's it for me. All it took was looking in his eyes.

This is what I fear.

* Incomplete* work in progress, similar to a previous work. I'm working on extending this and making it more hopeful. :-)

My only hope!

You're my demise, something so beautiful I now despise.

Just some poem that popped into my head about a young girl (4-6)

A poem I write a while back about how I see a beautiful winter night.

Not supposed to rhyme. A depressing, dramatic realistic view on my life sometimes.

We take these carnivorous animals the wrong way.

My first shot at a cinquain poem. I know their are different versions. Enjoy my thoughts on death.

I write, seeing if you will notice. It never works.. oh the words on a page never work for you :/

He loves me, he loves me not. He plays with my heartstrings alot.

Sorry about the layout-I don't know how to fix it. Anyway, I hope you somewhat enjoyed this work in progress.

Title suggestion is needed! I was pondering on dreams and life got inspired maybe you will too.

I came up with this when I was about to doze off in my maths class..lol Its about someone whom I miss a lot. Line/para breaks may not be working.