Young Writers Society

Sometimes I dream that I can smell sea air again – Can taste roses that Melt like sugar in my mouth And your kisses Were never so salty those nights ...

Honey, where are you tonight? The stars are aligned and I can feel your fire in my soul. The light show of lovesick lullabies kept me awake for hours - ...

Paw-Paw Picking For Jamie Next to my pillowed head, your hair tousled, images of bramble bird nest. You never slept straight, your long limbs tossed about and bent weirdly and ...

All these phrases had a sort of...medical crap....feel to it. I got the feeling, yes, but the phrases were disconnected and ugly. Yes, it suited the topic but I certainly ...

Joggers float by, arrogant or truly happy but the ones laughing are always in groups and the scent of time closes up behind them Speech shutters to silence, silence to ...

My second poem ******** After months of uncertainty I run and hide, away from the accusations, the expectations, into the comforting dark. Enmeshed in velvet night, cocooned in a net ...

If the angels handed out feathers of hope before I never received them until they gave me you. I was lost in nothingness, drinking Wine Coolers Wishing I couldn’t only ...

I do not know why you became so distant, for now it hurts to be reminiscent . The bond that we share is no longer there. I have stayed young, ...

First poem I've posted for ages.. please be honest with me, or I won't improve. Oh, and please say if there's anything I can do to the ending. I'm not ...

You've heard of pfifers and fiddlers, and poems relating to them, but what about a taburasac. Yes the Croatian tamburica(Tahm-Boo-Ree-Tza) is an interesting instrument, of the string family. The commo

Hello, blonde dreary-eyed angel Satire on your cherub features, I can laugh your fears away Your brow, so smooth and seamless, Hold together my childhood God When he had long ...

There is no beginning These hands are by chance This special place in space in time Infinitesimally abysmal We are but manifestations of God Atoning for eons passed These familiar ...

A moon in my azure sky is a pinpoint for the mystique it still has after all these long years colors never fade with age, but sanctuaries crumble - history ...

(Microsoft word autoname this poem "I won" when I saved it and I thought it was fitting, so that's why I left it.) "I won’t let your shallow, black water ...

Ha ha ha. You're exposed, You and your pack of wolves, So don't throw me your dirty looks, Because now everyone sees them. Everyone knows all the harm you've done, ...