Young Writers Society

Looking in the mirror, she doesn't recognize her face. Sadly he didn't love her, he only liked the chase. Heart broken, and tears shedding, through the pain and agony of ...

I am the one in the corner of your eye, I am the one you really want to know, I am the one stomping in the snow I am the ...

One sees what is there but sees nothing, For nothing is always around. Nothing is in a doughnut hole ( I'm afraid it will never be found) When some people ...

Laura looks good in pink, She reminds of a bubble gum that's gone in just one wink. Because somebody's bound to eat her good taste, To not eat her up ...

The Phoenix* Feathers gone and beak dust dry Wailing piteously, about to die. Blackened body, defeated pose An air of sorrow with her goes. But still she does remember when ...

They say a poem is the way the heart sings. They tell of songs sung with sweet words. They preach of love divine, and hero’s valor. Yet, as they bring ...

I wish I could have it just once more that corpulant ghost who taunts me behind bars dancing in greener grass and in incandescant department stores on the other side ...

Could you hear the voice of the winter? I said it loud from my heart that wither The confession to love you forever Frozen by the cold of snowy november ...

REUNiON I met her on an old path, a long forsaken lane. Her embrace was soft and sweet with the roses of yesterday. Her eyes still shone with, starry hopes ...

Feeling angsty lately. Got a clue why? Pinky swears Squeeze 'em tight Tell someone and there'll be a fight I wish I never told you I hear my secret words ...

[pre]I'm sitting here. Locked away in a chamber. Isolated from the outside world. On a cold cement floor. Surrounded by nothing but cement walls. No bed. No windows. Nothing but ...

Angel wings A love so pure Being there for each other Relying on your wings to take me into the clouds Creating words, an act to tame you Disguising my ...

[pre]The Wind So maybe this is what I want, or maybe I've just lied to myself enough that I'm convinced it is. I wonder why I've stopped caring, about everyone ...

A beautifully dead angel By: Emily A dead angel, With broken wings. Stands in front of the ocean, And beautifully sings. She’s so gorgeous, Her long hair tied back. I ...

My eight-year-old sister wanted me to post this for her, so here it is! She's incredible. I saw you walking away from my window … I was heartbroken. I thought ...