Young Writers Society

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In the cold, the world slows down Airs eerie movements become incarnate in mist Light seems almost to halt in solid strands Creating beautifully intricate sculptures of glow Elegant wisps ...

Golden dust motes, In a glimmering cascade in the air, From the stained glass windows, The light spills down, white and pure. The marble pillars, Soaring off to the roof, ...

I’m living the moment, The moment is now. I loudly applaud, as you take a bow. You’re a marvelous actor, You’re great at pretend, A romance with a tragedy end. ...

This is just… This is just another suicidal, Piece of crud, Conforming to nothing (but something), All just an image, Dark words and blood crying over you, But ‘you’ don’t ...

I can't help looking at you, but when you look at me I turn away. I feel so shy when I catch your eye, But I can't help looking at ...

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I just needed to re-express some anger in a somewhat positive unharmful, unmurderous way... So comments appreciated, but don't make me angered! I awake to find myself Surrounded by cardboard ...

This was one of your more accessible poems. I liked it. One point of concern: "Her taste lingers like languid language leaves the reader speechless." I think a word or ...

the clock chimes seven I sense my impending doom then my date drives up

i pound the bread dough imagining it’s your face you make me want to eat a bullet, kill myself bread will be fluffy tonight What do you think of the ...

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Lilliane She lays like the night, long black bird lashes Cast against Ivory white chilling skin, Hands folded gently over the dip between her breasts, Her weddingmourn dress pulls at ...