Young Writers Society

Laugh. Dream. It is the children who know where the fountain is from which spring life’s greatest joys. They alone recall the path that leads to the fairy lands where ...

The fire’s licking tongues Cast whispers without tune And they’ve caught me in the darkness Where the garish marks that make me beautiful Flicker into some cloudy depths Of half-melted ...

You know, when a day passes by a life transitions from birth to death how much you may deny from the babies' cry to a slightly slumber of death. You ...

Short and simple, delicate and sweet.Probably not that good anyway. Shh Shh, Shh Silence flows Silence grows Shh, Shh Memories Eternities As I sit I come to wonder, Is my ...

i no its gonna be small and some may think its stupid but its my poem so oh well [b][i]Hey you yes you we need to talk On the past,present,and ...

I'm a simple man With a simple a life I can simply fail As I can simply fly With my simple friend and family and at night I can simply ...

ok this is a traditional haiku; first line has 5 syllables then 7, then 5. i may add more to it but i havent decided whether or not to yet... ...

A child sprays a whisper Lip popping effervescence A beautiful bubble of starlight Glittering toxins with the sun rays A hiss and the dream, in evanescence, can only, into otherworld ...

Your soul lies within Hidden but alive And no matter where you've been It always seems to strive It gives feeling to your life Emotions surging through your being It ...

This is just a silly poem but anyways enjoy crazy kay has gone away. whereto does crazy kay go? over that hill she goes. bad terrible crazy kay to go ...

RESPONSE He woke to find your letter in his hand, crossword-cryptic, and without a name; wandering, the way that poets do with teary script like roses in the rain. The ...

Did you hear the cries of the severed ones, who left a trail of blood when they left the road, taking the wrong exit and using the wrong gear. Well, ...

* This is a school assignment to let you know, and I just put it up for fun.* The trouble with cats, I'm afraid to say, is that most like ...

*I don't expect this to be too good because I wrote it in fourth grade. Just wanted to see how you guys liked it.* The wind, The wind, It sings ...

Nothing is better than wasting my days on you Knowing that some part of me will fade as you become clearer does not sting so much I'm aware that you ...