Young Writers Society

tricked and fooled lies and more how could it be so? we were so close friends for life,but is it still so? you know i got mad love for you,same ...

Glancing around a high school campus, the quarrels and achievements are worn on every adolescent face. The courtyard, a social beehive. On the left, tenth grade boys, talking about sports ...

The beast within, cries out in rage. The moon is high, let's set the stage. Here comes the rain, washes out her pain. The beast within, comes out again. Fingers ...

Fall of the Midnight Rain By V.G.S./E.G.S./R.G.S. or Whatever you know me as. How long have I laid here, Fading into oblivion in the darkness, Sheltered only by the thoughts ...

And he won't look But he won't care And she will never agian pray And she can't move But she can't stay And he just trys to get away It's ...

i knocked this together in about 20minutes a few months ago i like it i suppose, what do you guys think? I had a vision and the walls were falling, ...

Semiprecious By V.G.S/R.G.S/E.G.S. or Whichever you know me as. The beings of old, That have stood still upon the towers, Are rising to their feet this day, So can you ...

At first I wasn't sure, I doubt you were either. I sat there, looking on, trying to build up my strength. In the end it payed off, for the last ...

A titanic romance that could never be; over before it even began. In my dreams you come to me and I pray for day to never come. For, once the ...

A Dandelion Wish A childish face, Troubled with the ordeals of life Sought refuge, In the damp green grass, On a bright afternoon. Tear faced, he buried his head, In ...

Forget Me Not By Vassilissa Semouchkina Though this room grows more silent, As the years fly by, I can still hear the sounds, As melodic and clear as the first, ...

inspired by Woman with Girdle by Anne Sexton. * not the darkness that you seek, but the sun that you need your hills are white capped, like ski mountains, alp ...

i'm sitting here and i'm thinking really hard but i can't seem to remember anything that happened yesterday i must have slept for an hour i must have slept for ...

How long till the morning stars above Central Park glimmer in snow over the couples that want a dull evening in the bushes? And how much money until the caviar ...

I am only a heresy, Wishing to end this pointless, endless dance And run off with the sky. If you could only realize how happy I'll be, Perhaps, maybe, You ...