Young Writers Society

Lord of Thunder Across the heavens he rides, In his chariot of gold; Rumbling over darkling clouds, He's fearless, steadfast and bold. Wielding his mighty hammer, Poised above his holy ...

A tapestry of green grass hair runs thick beneath a maiden's thigh, the luscious drops of golden daylight ordained with the fruits of colors, and the warmth in melodic, silver ...

SuburbiaA storm is coming Skittled rocks on river pavement In a mesh of bloodshed hair Tongues secured in thin glass windows The blooming blossoms, yielding pears Blown in cancer New ...

The river is flowing drifting and blowing it carves its way through earth and trees, continuing to make beautiful tangled webs sitting atop the land. The leaves overhead lean inwards ...

We adore danger, We enjoy fights, We crave robbers in the middle of the night, We love novels, poetry and prose, But still we could not live In a world ...

I haven't written anything in a long time so this isn't my best. I'm a little rusty but please crit it your hardest anyways. My life is Like a thousand ...

Deep within my heart of love, There is a painful place, It whispers in my ear at night, And scars my lonely face. Words and phrases cut me deep, They ...

What good is a kiss on broken lips? Everything we've done and everything to come. I try to forgive you but how can i? your kisses mean nothing and you ...

I've been given 100 years To live to the fullest extent Ten thousand moments to lead Countless hours to let. With every puff of lethal smoke I'll subtract an hour, ...

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Please Don't ignore me I’m sorry Forgive me No, wait! Come back I must have you Please don’t leave me I know it’s hard for us Our parents... our friends ...

Here are some haikus I have written, let me know what you think! Clouds - Oh those bumbly clouds their subtle sense of humour mocks how we worry. Tree - ...

Granted, we had some fun times through the weeks we spent together Laughing at jokes that didn't make sense and making up stories to tell But I guess I wasn't ...

I don’t really write poems. So this is one of my first proper poems (I guess it is) I ever wrote. So comment… I Am You… I am your perception, ...

Just before you read this - know I'm NOT comparing myself to Jesus. That's not the point. A flowing string of cocoa beans and the gushing taste of vineyard wine ...