Young Writers Society

The night it falls so silently sometimes I find myself caught by surprise. I will wake up from my slumber To my sheets all tangled up with my arms and ...

Life is like a path you walk down to get home Sometimes you walk with others Sometimes you walk alone Holding a head high will show your very proud even ...

A glance A blink My heart leaps with suprise As I suddenly realise That he, once the boy is now a young man With eyes that search For yours, and ...

Basically tanka is an asian style of poems. Here's the rules: A tanka has: 5 lines 5 syllables on the first and third lines 7 syllables on the second, fourth, ...

Remember that night, You carved your anger into your chest, And darling, I hated you for it, But I hated myself more? We swore never to do it again, didn’t ...

ahh political science, such a great class to doze off in. I was at Crater Lake last weekend, snowboarding with some friends of mine, this inspired this piece. My own ...

something I have been working on for awhile and still not so sure about. -Elephant- -------------------------------- SECOND EDIT! I have issues that I need to solve alone... it's itching along ...

The effervescence of my beer escapes my lips as my mouth parts and my eyes close It's as if the walls of the room conform to the shape of your ...

p.s. R-heehee What blasphemy is this- that rattles the earth's core the dogs howl, and cats meow as buildings shake and roar Who had the bright idea to make the ...

I liked the last stanza, but that was about it. I never understand your poetry anymore...I used to fanatically love it. But your style and writing has changed a lot, ...

The pew is hard To sit in, and I feel my Fingers trembling in the cold. And the words of St. Paul Echo through the steely microphone “Just as through ...

Princess Besses There once was a princess named Besses, Who had the most glorious tresses. She was always aware Of her voluminous hair That caught when they zipped up her ...

hey guys. well i wouldn't exactly call this a poem but its the closest it gets: my poem is on my siggy : ...we all know you wanna kiss him...go ...

Being in love with you Is like yoga My mind So serene Floating in the heavens My eyes closed With visions of us Dancing upon the clouds Bathing in a ...

She walked In shoes she denied were too small Along the cliffpath towards the sea The sun had long since set And the breeze turned into a wind Fluttering her ...