Young Writers Society

I am such a fool thinking things are what they're not God you're beautiful

Flowers on Grave for Father I walked through steaming graveyards, my hands feeling the black flowers as I passed by--there was no sanctuary between me and the spreading fog. There ...

This it the edited version i got rid of the second poem Hope What happens when we lose hope? hope for a better tommorrow. hope that a problem goes away. ...

actually there's two poems on here and the puntuation is pretty bad because I have no clue how to punctuate poems Hope What happens when we lose hope? hope for ...

there is nothing like staring dead into your eyes. the rose i gave you last night, dripping with raindrops and lost tears, will wilt on your windowsill next week. i ...

Run to the pound,boy, run It's thereyou'll bewhen you've found it. I'm not clove-hooved It's okay to get close to me--you say Siete Vulcano I say no, no I'm not--volcanoes ...

at my core, and I realize this is why I will never forget you. i thought these should be together on the same line. Otherwise, this was beautiful. I felt ...

I don't understand this; Please explain, Why you must put me, Through all this pain. All I want to do, Is talk to you, But how can I? You won't ...

I don't want to be molded into your idea of perfection, Because I am stroing and unafraid of rejection. Don't judge me with just one glance, I am much more ...

Dedicated to Alex, Colton, and Greg, who, once again, didn't invite me to the movies because they're stupid, iggnorant, and grudgy. Hope your period gets off soon so we can ...

the worlds a pool of wonder, as you look fourth and yonder you see a star of hope, and that is how we cope.

for long days i have thought about you i believe you are the one that i feel is true blue your hair is like the midday sun Pools of blue ...

down on the streets there's dirt the lords with there feet so hurt but who are the true scum well i believe we are the true bum for not helping ...

Nov 27 I cant fall into the pit, of broken lies, if you can't trust I can't trust, I will flee from all of you, you know when i fall ...

farce people cry people try,to become perfect people die but you feel insignificant. so you push yourself, until your some one else like another book on a shelf, so you ...