Young Writers Society

Lebanon You stand tall and unrivaled like the mighty cedars looking fear in the eye and never giving up Music hangs in the air on a Lebanese night As you ...

Oh Artist Paint me a picture, oh artist With your all-seeing eyes Nimble fingers so wise Paint me a picture On this aging blank canvas Give it a life Breathe ...

Brad, you have a way of writing that just makes things so clear: I guess in the past it was more masked, but now you seem to have achieved a ...

The Rose Deep scarlet red With petals of velvet Delicate and soft Yet colored like blood Blossoming beauty With a dangerous streak Entrancing from A mere glance Beware of its ...

The moon is full, the stars are out, with sand beneath my feet. I feel the wind its breezes sweet. Mist surrounding all I know, for into the unknown I ...

I am whole. The guiding palm of the Ultimate Reality has unclenched my hesitant eyes and released me into a world of pure clarity. The warmth of It's knowledge resonates ...

A wise man once said, "If money grew on trees, would you go and get an axe? Or wait for the falling leaves?" And I thought, "Of course I'll use ...

I feel like Joan of Arc tonight Here at my execution, Nobody to witness but strangers Tired, staked and screaming Out your name Water-flight settles in on My coke-bruised head, ...

Small Horrors the field mouse runs to seek shelter from the storm, it trembles in the great wind. it finds many crumbs in a ransacked barn full of corn, where ...

'Cut' Silence. Slip down onto the cool linoleum Hear the drip of the faucet Raspy breaths in your throat Notice your heart beat quicken Feel the blood coarse through your ...

I was running, seeking someone who would care. I was frightened, I was scared, yet you were always there. You gave me hope, you gave me peace. At last, there ...

My eyes well up, I gasp and I choke. I can't even remember the last time we spoke. It's what you wanted, peaceful, I know, I still wish it wasn't ...

" 'Woman' on the Balcony " -by theluckyflower (this is in a male's perspective) There she was on the balcony. Her vivacious beauty - a felony: With pearl-soft skin and ...

You are one of those masquerade men who hide behind their own faces with glittered feathers and sunglasses. Attracting people with false whim and humor so phony I can’t help ...

(hey, I haven't post a poem in a long time, but decided I might as well post my latest poem for English. It might be a little cliche and I ...