Young Writers Society

Calligraphy is accomplishment burned and etched into lambskin paper lining ancient walls, modern minds. Axis titled, the earth is crooked, like melting clocks and bacon, but we are the ones ...

I found this in my photobucket... and I have no idea... where it's from, but surely I must have written it... if I didn't then I have no idea where ...

Don't shout at me, I'm only here for a few minutes! Have fun; here's my contribution for the day/week/until I'm back. Loads of good stuff going on around here. GAMBLING ...

Shiver cause its cold outside, Inside there’s a warmer future. Fear cause plenty isn’t known, Trust is the new way to meet. Measure distances, Calculate force. Distinguish evil, and gather ...

Photographed walls, scented with Joy’s perfume. Pleasures which lead to another, Moments captured and embraced. All of a sudden, no warning at all. A black light crawls among the pleasant. ...

Take a step forward, look inside. Be surprised of what you’ll find. Keep on walking, explore my youth. My thoughts and feelings, revealing the truth. My feelings travel, they travel ...

Three little pixies (A big poem for little minds) Three little pixies Trot, trot, trot Away from home Adventures they sought. They passed five valleys, And blue rivers four, Where ...

Invisible, I disappear into my mental gloom. Unseen, I creep into the sweet haven of my room. I feel as though I soon shall fade from memory and from thought. ...

I beseech you child of our time Who wanders in the everlasting light And holds the hand of god In his own sweet palm You who can take the demons ...

Apple grinds are not filtered out; they cling to the capillary walls inside you, speaking selfless confidence in your ears during your wasteland-nights. It slides off your skin into a ...

“The Nymph, the Spirit, and the Bird” By theluckyflower Centuries ago, there was a beautiful nymph named Ihmelia. She was gifted with the ability to control plants; she was able ...

If only we had more time. The time together could have been shining. But since our time was short. I'll have to make this quick, Every minute, every second we ...

Great beginning, great ending. But if somebody had never read your story or if they simply knew nothing about you, they would have no idea what you were talking about. ...

I've seen her only in chosen times.But every time i found myself wondering forward into their eyes.I've only talk to her in awkward silences.Which kept my heart beating with violence.And ...

The storm is wicked. Half-drenched in underage champagne, I stare as God’s woody fingers swirl and spin in a world of majestic half-truths. Full-blown masts sweep me away, a magic ...