Young Writers Society

go ahead and critique the heck out of this, i was writing feelings. Where is the fine line, Between love and hate? A friendship once so special. How could you ...

this is unfortunatly about a young boy who wittnessed his mother get beaten and then later on himself by his father. please tell me your reactions..... I will never say ...

To delve into the heart of trouble, while the matter is still fresh, is to cut open a live alligator’s stomach searching for a swallowed golden watch. The creature screeches ...

Not sure if this is the right place...but it looked right This is not the official name of the poem, so if anyone has a good idea for a name, ...

[pre]Lena (Ukraine 1931) The ice, like a dome of death, a cold winter in the middle of spring. All this in her eyes which used to sparkle in the sunlight, ...

[pre]"Lost" lost. searching for whatever it is that is missing. Stumbling on jagged rocks. Falling on your knees. scraping away with each loss of footing. feeling smaller with each step. ...

[pre]"Metal Sheets" Silver slits sheets, Sheets upon which She sits. Sorrowly Sweating shadowed crimson Stains. Sanely shedding Slipping slowly shivering Soaked in sticky slimy Stuff. So sad And slit

The flickers would sing, Make the harsh words dance; To their murderous song, Swallow their pride; Excrete deadly sin. This is the dawning of man.

It blows, Like a stream of water, down a valley. Catching my hair, Whenever it flows. Where it stops, I'll never know. Back to were it came from, A hillside, ...

Distant Glory Raising a sword of pride, a shout of victory, A slash upon the sky and morning rises. My dream, just a mere visualization, Only to disappear at the ...

(To that one girl, whose heart I've yet to win...) You once said to me you wish to lead A life of love and simplicity. All of these things I ...

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[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.. ...