Young Writers Society

I feel so...teenagerish. So very very teenagerish. Urgh. I hate it when i feel like that. But, here it is. ...

...sometimes I really do think I hate you. Beautiful. Lovely. Deep. Meaningful. Only problem is with the second stanza, did ...

The blade cuts through her skin, Like glass shattering on rock, Finding it’s too hard, She can’t stop, Wrist so ...

To The Sound Of Tuesday The twilight forced itself on the surroundings, and paper was the resistance. Lighting a fire ...

Tell-y tell-y tell-ephone! See the tell-evision on. Tune the tell-emarketer And make 'im tell all. Tell-y tell-y tell-y tell-y telly ...

i frown as the purple late-night sky moves above, my tongue moves along the roof of my mouth, as through ...

will dirty hands pretend nothing had happened?under whose banner shall i manifest?by what way shall i decide the atavistic question, ...

My life is complete as long as you are beside me. If ever you were to leave me Id be ...

°°°°bitter? moi?°°°° a chance encounter on a grey bus. there is something about public transport and meetings with enemies; the ...

Empty i walk alone in the thoughts of dispear i feel nothing,no pain,no fear i am empty inside the lands ...

NOTE: It is really difficult writing a poem based on something that's 100% true and that actually happened. I already ...

blue funkblue funk -- n : a state of nervous depression this day, such a hazy day, the grey smog ...

I wrote this poem for school and my teacher thought it was very powerful so I decided to see what ...

you think you are so intelligent with your obscure references to pop culture and your convoluted metaphors involving fairytale words ...

fractures. hairline fractures are hard to see unless the right light hits at just the right angle- then I can ...