Young Writers Society

I've not wrote for a few months, I had block. Situation: I was bored out of my mind yesterday with the Gastric flu so I decided to write some poetry. ...

Here, it's short, and I might add more lines. If i'm ever bored in Literature again... In this mirror My reflection shows me Everything That I don't want to be.

You don’t know I’m there, but I’m watching You can’t tell, but I love you more then you know I might be far away but I’m closer then you think ...

As I wait on the bench, my arms handcuffed As I look around the dark room, shivering I begin to think of what's ahead of me My fate. I didn’t ...

I'm not sure how good this really is, I wrote it yesterday, one of my first poems ever... I mostly write prose/songs and yeah...tear it apart to your hearts delight... ...

I thought this was going to be happy, dammit! Anyway, it's good. I like it better than many of your poetry, mostly because the style is a little bit more ...

A winter night's tale The moon shimmers through the branches Of the old dry tree beside the meadow The sky looks gorgeous when compared To the frozen nerved earth below. ...

shadows before the sun, and someoneturns out the lightsdarkness settles on the stage: a new act has begun.cue – daylightlet a shred of pale grey fill the sky.I can see ...

You draw me into your words Your thoughts, and your poetry With your blue eyes And I love them. It’s almost a seduction dance When you look at me across ...

I traced my fingers around your body but you never wanted to be called a masterpiece, You don't mean to be rude but the knife in my hand is cutting ...

I'm really not sure about this one, so any constructive criticism would be more than welcome. Light This silhouette lies beside me Faint curves of silver amidst an eternity of ...

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*I wrote this when I was eleven in italy it's one of my only decent poems from that time. Just wondered what you thought. I've put it up as i ...

oh wow, very powerful imagery and choice of words... casts a lot of coinciding emotions to the reader; I would not change a thing... although... you might want to... But ...

he has us all colour-coded in yellow-metal-ring binders filed under last name and cashspending hobby he catalogues his apolstery by pattern first, then hue and the chuck of metal thrashing ...