Young Writers Society

Okay, I did this in a bit of a rush so go easy on me... it sounds better if you say it aloud though. Why the sorrow, why the pain? ...

Ok, writing poems is not my strong point, I'm not that good at them but I want to improve, so feel free to voice any suggestions about this poem. War ...

Wait a sec - was this it? I drift away through honey There is music in my ears Smiles plastered on a heart That used to wear my tears I’m ...

Nervous and tense outside.But inside there is peace,An oasis of hope for a thirsty soul.Like a butterfly suspended on a petal.Outside, eyes pricked for any sign of danger.But inside, peaceful ...

You. You planted the ember of white-hot anger inside me. You fanned it to life, Feeding it with an almost imperceptible breeze. Slowly, the fire grew. Now it is a ...

I drifted deeper and deeper into my soul. Folds of it swept over me, Rocking me softly to sleep. As I loitered on the edge of consciousness, I thought I ...

I was experimenting with structure here, and the result was something very...odd. Unfortunately the forum wont let me post it like it's intended to be written - it reads better ...

I wrote this at midnight last night, after one of those thoughts that sometimes resolves itself into a poem around the witching hour. Its not brilliant, but I like the ...

No One Is a nobody But not everyone Is a somebody. And I dedicate this poem, For the ones who killed, At Columbine High School.

how can you love someone who yields so easily to the crush of your body pushing her backwards, posing her into seductive shapes on your dirty sheets. who submitted, so ...

First off, I wasn't exactly sure where to put here it is. I don't like to title things, so this'll probably end up without one. One more thing, if you're ...

I walk through the Hall The Hall of 100 Mirrors. In each one I see A different side of me Even though they're all the same. In one, who I ...

They will fight today They will fight tommarow All the while Their expressions full of sorrow As the enemy nears but a thousand paces The soldiers hold their ground keeping ...

It's a place I can hardly remember,But a place I would like to be,A dream that I once had,A hope I can't just imagine.Everything I hate,Is looking like everything I ...

I dodge lightening boltsIn a raging storm.I'm searching for shelter,For all around me is darkness.I'm running in a direction,One I can't identify.I'm screaming for help.But no one seems to hear.The ...