Young Writers Society

*I wrote this when I was eleven in italy it's one of my only decent poems from that time. Just wondered what you thought. I've put it up as i ...

oh wow, very powerful imagery and choice of words... casts a lot of coinciding emotions to the reader; I would not change a thing... although... you might want to... But ...

he has us all colour-coded in yellow-metal-ring binders filed under last name and cashspending hobby he catalogues his apolstery by pattern first, then hue and the chuck of metal thrashing ...

foliage - where are you? hidden beneath the concrete tremor only cement cracks show a shade of green in the darkened soot air a young boy with stoney limbs stares ...

Indigo Children I arousal Indigo Children of Tarturus painted dark with holy inscriptions what has left your healing tears pooling at your feet? is it the violent sun bursting into ...

Guys please could you post your thoughts and any comments on this. Thanks a lot! Outside, night sheds her dark mantle over the school, The rain makes glimmering pools on ...

Your eyes Are now small and watery, Bubbling with energy and excitement, As you take you very first step. They are pure and innocent-for the first and last time. They ...

For one to know is not always for one to find out.The never ending secret and the never ending lies for he is to scared to cover it up.sweaty palms ...

I saw you hanging from that rope upon the apple tree. I know it's much to late to ask questions at this point. I thought you loved mne dearly as ...

The crops in the fields sway, As I walk through, lost in thought, I hear the creatures at the end of day, Returning to nests, to their loved ones. Sky ...

any kind of constructive criticism would really help, also anyone got any ideas for a title? Day's brightness has barely passed And the shadow already holds it's sway Within my ...

Before reading please understand I am very fond of free verse poetry, and I often don't rhyme. I'm fully aware that only half my poem follows any rhyme scheme, but ...

I was disappointed with this poem when I wrote it months ago. But reading it again tonight made me feel everything all over again. So, I supposed I expressed it ...

How the setting sunQuietly delights my mind-Secret of summer. Haiku : three unrhymed lines of 5, 7, and 5 syllables, respectively. -Amice-

I don't think I put the right words in here to express what I feel... and nobody will know what I feel. So enjoy, comments greatly appreciated... Fate by Elizabeth ...