Young Writers Society

To be perfectly honest with you, this was not one of my favorites of your collection. It seemed much simpler than many of your other poems, and I love the ...

Author's Note: This was written for English, as I would never write a sonnet on my own free will. This follows the common English sonnet format, four quatrains; three having ...

In the feeble mind of an addictthe world is but a gunshot.He watches the body falllimp into the hands of semanticsthen waits for it to rot.-Each day he counts the ...

Snow is falling all around, Snow is all over the ground. Making a blanket over everything it sees, Soft and crunchy over all of the trees. When the children go ...

up alleys city never saw cold ...are anna and boy crushing words and noses and losing forever more by the minute .......;..yes ...anna and bedsheets and carbon and decay and ...

Siren's Song Drift ever closer ye bearer of pain. Long to remember life before shame. Bound to foe's tinder upon whore-witches name. Hubris, rash words; both we can tame. Home ...

“I did it all for you, to slip past Death the Lie I sung it all for you, to watch the stone tears cry I lived it all for you, ...

In my dreams of death I stand on top a cliff My eyes closed shut, The wind willing me to jump. But in the back of my mind I wonder... ...

There is a guy I like. I love the way he dances and holds me tight. Oh yeah yeah yeah! Ha! There's a fella that just drives me crazy. But ...

A dark eyed girl leaned in a shadowed doorway smoking a french cigarette. Tendrils of smoke drift up towards the sky. A light eyed man stood stiffly across the way, ...

Clenching its muscles, a serpent inside me feels my pain. Some put the blame on the snake, but I know it's not her fault any more than it is mine. ...

For the only thing to see, is in yourself. And the only thing to find of worth, is what you care about, and the only thing worth living for, is ...

A whisper, a wonderance, wistfully asking why, A sorceress, a dungeon, a dragon in the sky, A blue bird, a butterfly, a ray of sunlight, A lingering story, from morning ...

I am a different Person to this skin And face. I cannot be contained, Defined, analysed by Someone else for even I am not really Sure that I know Me. ...

The Happy Song If you can believe that true love, Can be found anywhere, anytime, From far below, or high above, Look for it whenever you can, It can catch ...