Young Writers Society

Like the last leaf on a windy Autumn day,I hang on, fragile but courageously,Waiting for the day to come.When the ...

The river of my love Flows through the canyon of my soul Past the walls of my heart Into yours ...

My long black curls were cut off long ago making me uglier than I already was I ditched the harp ...

Sahjsa ------------- there are too many knives, sitting patiently in the corner of a kitchen drawer. the same tale of ...

I know I haven't been active in the literary forums for quite a while so after this I am going ...

when you looked at me on that starry night i thought, don't watch me, i'm scared of bloodshed but you ...

You were the boy I always wanted to be. *sounds like a good start to me. draws my attention* I ...

The enemy is always winning The enemy is time. Together with love and passion Is always blood Has always been ...

The Sun is a star And a burning light illuminating the world That you can see from afar It is ...

Hello this is me I am myself Nobody else Just myself There is no one like me I am my ...

This is the first version of a song I wrote about my dad. He died two and a half years ...

Words on lined paper Blur Tears burn their acidweet trail Down the toocold skin Of my face Why is the ...

I wasn’t looking for what I found Obviously, since what I found was you. Upon entering this new round I ...

it's okay watching people trying to be arty with huge square white plates chicken drenched in cinammin ivory rice and ...

friday's cool coz there's no more school you get 2 stay up late and watch t.v. no homework 4 math ...