Young Writers Society

[pre]Trying to comprehend the thoughts that swarm in my mind and constantly wishing for more of the things i truely feel inside. cant you see how much i love and ...

I want to live where I’m not confined by common boundaries; Ill be no longer confined by the laws of money and politicians. I want to live where my front ...

I wrote this about two years ago, near the beginning of one of the worst years of my life. Me You see a smile on my face Think I'm great.. ...

This was a poem written in a strange, suicidal mood so I am not sure of it's meaning but interpret it how you like Death's Colours She lay motionless in ...

Just Ordinary No one told me I had wings If I knew I'd fly away I'm like the caged bird that sings That never seen the light of day People ...

I'm a Nomad By Summer I'm a nomad crossing the scorching sands Running, Riding from the pain of the sun beating on my back Looking, Searching for a drink from ...

Shells crushed down to nothing, but in an echo,there is a soul there on the winter's shore. I am a woman bloomed too early, who still bleeds from bullet holes. ...

This is a poem that i am thinking about showing at our team banquet. Our season is almost over and this is the seniors last year. If you have any ...

Winter whispered sweet hellos, seraphim in perfect tune sang a chorus like a dream, nocturne of a silver moon. In the darkest depths of night, ghostly crystals kissed the lawn. ...

[pre]"The Little Things" The little deeds are the points that make an impact. The little acts of kindness are what makes all the difference. Holding open a door or offering ...

[pre]"Alive" Looking around. Knowing the world is dark and grey. Still wanting to be part of it. Wanting to become real. The world could be full lucid colors. But then ...

Walking down the Country road Mud between between my toes Looking at the trees They grow naturally In rows Open up a coke can Drink all you can Sip the ...

[pre]The thing about mud is That it’s not just what you think. It’s not just odor and dirt and slop. The thing about mud is That it’s more than meets ...

It’s weird, this going out into the world It’s weird, because you would think that leaving your family for the first time and being on your own, independent, without a ...

I wish i wasn't just average But thats only when I'm not trying When i think and When i do I soar I soar above the rest there aint no ...