Young Writers Society

what do you call it when another guy's arm is hugging you close, under a single umbrella, when it's pouring down? and you love the rain so you try to ...

So this is the time of teenage kicks Let’s all go out and get pissed There's time to learn, and time to grow But we're not afraid to let feelings ...

NOTE: If you haven't already read it, I would encourage you to read this: forum/viewtopic.php?t=1377&start=0&postdays=0&postorder=asc&highlight=summer+aint+reality before reading the following poem. -

you always pray for thunderstorms the night before so tomorrow's skirmishes are a foregone conclusion your wallet is full of useless notes and a collection of slowly decaying pennies that ...

why does it matter what goes on in your room on the side of the bed that no one sees? does it matter if you're alone and writing of a ...

silk of different pastels hooks its sharp, roughly-cut edges into my eyes, plunging down to my irritated, scarlet core. plates of exotic entrees and arms around shoulders and bright wooden ...

Running, Falling, Feral gong, Mistic, Morbid, Haunting song. Pheonix feather, Sprightly elf, Dishes, Falling, Off the shelf. Shattered, Broken, Beyond repair, Words unsaid, And things unfair. Cold and

A'ight! This goes to kinda' a hip-hop beat. I've been debating for a few days over if I should post this or not. After much deliberation (and against my better ...

6-30-05 And what is a tragic eye, and what is a comic one? Staring from stupendous distances, piercing with a familiar foreignness, throwing around the word fat and a lifetime ...

you can do better than this, brad. maybe if you wrote about something other than slitting your wrists for a change..

i started crying "one, swallow water, two, swallow water." i could maybe do twenty-eight or more in a minute then eject it. it's all for practise and if black hangs ...

You're insanely confusing Spell it out with your words I still won't understand it Use your wisdom And make it dance for me So I can see all the moves ...

I don't know where this should have gone, and Dramatic Poetry felt the best; if you disagree, just go wit it please. Thanks God’s Night-Time Moon Jingle 6-28-05 Falling through ...

I honestly don't know which poetry section this should fall into, so if you don't think it fits here, please just go wit it. Depth & Love, Respectively 6-28-05 The ...

Well...this is my first attempt at a rhyming poem. Very reminiscent of the population 10,000 town I used to live in. *** Welcome to Krapport, USA... where the tabby cat ...