Young Writers Society

I already commented on this poem before...but after reading it again, i still think it is very well written. I ...

Here we go! I don't know why I wrote this poem. I wrote from a person who's dying's point of ...

Okay a rubbish poem about a girl who's world who has just begun. .... Enjoy. Looking out from my bedroom ...

This peom represents the poor people stuck as hostages in Iraq. I'm not good at poems so don't expect anything ...

Orange fleaks of water drip down my bloody nose, touching the sky and holding the moon, Ripping jaguars slinking spots ...

The breath oflifelovetouches his parched lipsLiberates his soul from itspainfulburdenfulshakles his task masterThe end of his lifehis soul born anewWhat ...

In a house there is a doll Who smiles as people pass her by She whispers to children Freedom, beauty, ...

They say the cat, Is out of the bag. But what do they mean? Which bag? Which cat? Why was ...

You played with my heart, You twisted, Confused me, You made me believe. You made me believe, That love is ...

I'll remind everyone that I'm horrible at placing my poems in any one catergory, so forgive me if this is ...

See him? You can't have that Why? Because somebody else has him already Would it stop me? No Would she ...

Me too Brad, me too. Truely touching, I am not good with constructive critisim so all I have to say ...

(I decided to try a new styel of poetry and see what it was like. Please tell me what you ...

It's starting to confuse me, the fact that Spring will fall into Autumn like spiderwebs being swept off my ceiling, ...

Doo be doo be doo...Not quite sure who this about. Betrayal, anger, pain, life sucking in general, a little cliche, ...