Young Writers Society

Distance Through the dusk, I staredGazed through the dawn.Through the night I whisperedMurmured through the morn.And listened to their song.‘n’ they all spoke of one thing that’s..Di

BEREFT THE FATIGUE OF ETERNAL WAITOVERRIDES THE BENT FOR LOVE;AND I THE BRIDE OF THE AGE’S FERRYMAN, STAND TODAY BEREFT.I HAVE SWALLOWED THE THIRST, AND MY VOICE IS CRACKED, CANNOT ...

Enduring slander by peers As it endures Tripping over lips As smooth as 24/7 sexual activity With the mailman Hug and kisses And pen marks Battle each other to the ...

You say it's a communication breakdown but I know you feel better when I'm not around... The red light is flashing all over your face I can tell you want ...

The emphasis is on sound, so you should use my pronunciation guide, and read the piece out loud. Renior= Ren-wah; Manet= Mah-nay; Monet= Moe-nay; Courbet= Core-bay; Cassatt: Cah-saw-t; Seine=Senn; Cez

PART I translucent smoke lucid dreaming in red rose haze voices the colour of tinted glass and eyes that reflect light mirrors PART II I say to you With all ...

The Khaia Delum J.K. Bonogofsky Where now is the one who hath promised his aid? We wait as the darkness moves in. Where be thy sword whose service was vowed, ...

A/N= ehe. this actually stared as an assignment. We had 7 minutes to write a poem about whatever came to mind. Well, since I had "Ghost of a Rose" by ...

1 You broke my heart But at least I still have my art I’ll read movies I’ll watch books I’ll live, breathe, and fuck art You watch me I’ll be ...

The little boy decides to quit the game before It's even started, causing Massive headaches in Administration. He is eventually deleted from computer files because Life would be so much ...

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You can’t love me. What I am Who I was Fishnet tights, Prada on concrete and lying broken My dreams are broken Yours are still alive Let them live and ...

It's dark outside cold and alone I walk down the street my hands in my pockets my heart beating fast I quicken my pace to leave this place quicker footsteps ...

Suck-ass comeback to whatever I used to do... Something I might never do again... HOW CAN YOU SAY I WAS EVEN CONSIDERABLY GOOD AT THIS WHEN I WASN'T? I CAN'T! ...