Young Writers Society

A metamorphosis: the pale blue sky slowly emerges gently crawling out of her dark black bed. The air is soft and eerie wandering aimlessly through the lonely earth. ...

I was spending a bit of time thinking about God and religion. Would love it if you could review it! Confusion sweeps through my mind I try to act not ...

The willow, willow, the willow tree It's leaves, leaves are staring at me The wind blowing softly, a gentle breeze Every tree swaying with ever so ease Quiet whispers startle ...

There's a New Color

I sway my arms, bathed in silver light. I cannot move but am content To sway. Though the ground moves, I do not. Our tenants race through us, Until ...

I wish I could live in my dreams more than reality.

La Curandera can lessen our pain.

In the dark, vast, void of nothingness; Chaos... the inception of Cosmos has the potential to transmute into the stars...the universe...worlds... life...perception...ideas....beauty... Chaos is the il

The spirit of the past is a haunting presence in this cavernous hall that I call my mind. I saw you in white. You slipped right past me. Who ...

Even though their love was forbidden, forever to be separated by their rightful destines, they had the most genuine and beautiful love of them all. The goddess of love herself, ...

The deity of light and shine ebbs away in a stretch of orange, irregular and far, hurling a translucent grey all across the canvas sky, cloaking man under nights first ...

((This is a poem I wrote with my sister, alliyah She contributed to the poem as much, if not more, than I did. We hope you enjoy it! :) )) ...

I have a necklace that is made of Malichite and Azurite. I decided to make up a prayer with movements involving it, so as to hopefully invoke the propeties the ...

Dear world, You don't even love me Why should I be the daughter in law of the enemy? Fornicating, pushed by you to do it but I know the moment ...