Young Writers Society

I live on this bridge of rhythmic pulsations, dissension building between the major and minor chords. My heartstrings are yearning for your finger, a featherdust brush of heartrending harmony. You ...

*ugh! this is painful to read a couple years later!! I'm not gonna delete it though... I took out some things based on your guys comments. Does this sound a ...

Passionately you arranged familiar atoms into unfamiliar structures, slinging ink with a quill fingertip to inscribe your wonder upon the universe, rolled up like a scroll. Creation trembles as a ...

So that should be a warning that this isn't an exactly polite poem, but by far it isn't as crude as his, not as...coarse in the language. I just wanted ...

The gears of this world are well-oiled with sweat from our brows and backs, black tides of war clicking over latitudes and longitudes and dashing down minutes to the next ...

I couldn't descide which one I liked better so I put them both. Any preferences? My heart is craving something more, what this world offers does not satisfy, it seems ...

So, it's more free verse than I normally am. I'm not sure that the line it ends on works - Dream_deep suggested I lengthen it, so the whole lost stanza ...

The day begins when I woke up into the darkness. Nothingness swallows me whole. I struggle up only to be pushed farther down. The world for me ends. As I ...

A void of falling petals Spiraling down in a symphony Singing songs we cannot hear And crashing. Still in silence. Leaving bare the tearstained fingers Frostbitten in the soothing water ...

Okay, this is my first attempt at poetry, so please be gentle with me.I'm definitely open to lots of critiquing, since I know... basically nothing about writing poems.Okay... here goes! ...

I got the title from another poem by somebody famous. It was on a test, so I was not able to write it down and I forgot it. P.S. This ...

Wrote this with memories of a visit from my grandfather, and my high school class as a whole. Reunion A woman casually apart, Half sleeping with her stockings gone Reliving ...

Oh Aphrodite Oh Aphrodite; the star spinning, elusive pursuit, you who strike eyes like the dew drop sprinkling of light, the blush of flame that rouses the brush to spark, ...

Everything doesn't have to be worthless Your broken heart can heal Everything has a purpose Don't live by what you feel We are alike in our weakness And no one ...

Under My Skin I can't wait for tommorow And neither can you You are never under my skin You know? The way people are I can't stop thinking Why can't ...