Young Writers Society

**Just started this... Kind of rambled after the first few paragraphs... But I would like feedback/comments/critique. Thanks.** Luke closed his eyes. Body resting upon his neatly made bed, he tried ...

Katie Verse 1 Mascara runs down my face As I look at our picture I feel a sense of loneliness I miss the old you everyday Chorus I want you ...

"Why do fools fall in love?", is a question I've always wondered. Up until now, in that department I've always blundered. But at the moment things are different, the time's ...

The line break on the first italics line I absolutely hated. Eugh, I dunno why, but it just threw me horribly. Moving on ... Do you have an obsession with ...

Okay it's short. Very short. But please crit anyway. I will elaborate on it at some stage. * biggest puppy eyes* She smiled. A fleeting memory had crossed the netherregions ...

I’m filled with this anger inside And every time they point the finger I explode I spit words that never miss Victims feel the pain Something I try to hide ...

To be honest when it comes to writing poetry or anything else for that matter I don’t know what I’m doing so here it goes just tell me what you ...

Marcus looked in into her sparkling green eyes, as he sat propped up in his hospital bed. “I love you you know” he said groggily. The chemo therapy draining all ...

For once there was an interruption, A brazen noise of insurrection, Product of wayward intersection Lacking further introspection. Once there was a passive note Sailing through a song by rote ...

If I had it my way, you'd be my poem. I’d write you beneath bittersweet Willows, weeping for lost Seasons of ripening. And you would flow from my pen Like ...

It's hard to smile when your not here I felt relieved knowing you were always near, Everything was fine when you were around You were always the one making a ...

I stand at the gates. They shine brighter than the stars in the heavens. They open before me and I slowly step in, unsure of what will happen. The bright ...

Raspberry and Cream Marcia’s by the lake again, Sipping raspberry and cream. Though I doubt the fairy will join her, or so it’s going to seem Marcia’s by the lake ...

Okay this is my very first poem. I usually write stories but i decided to have a go at poetry. I hope you like. Love is… Love is like a ...

Help me I don't know what I'm doin Help me before I fall to ruin And if I'm blind, I will lead you on Come follow me now, before our ...