Young Writers Society

Is there a second chance? Will I see you again? Feel you hug me? Can I ever, See your grey hair again? Will I ever hear you voice, Soothingly, sweet, ...

No reason to cry. This thing’s no longer a life. That’s ended. No reason to cry. This thing’s no longer a life. That’s ended. Wait until we meet again, and ...

Removed - Nate

Just so you all know, I haven't written any free verse before so please be nice. Also I realise the rhythm is a little off, I will try and work ...

Here lies Karina Who went beserk After too much physics Made her ∫F•ds

During a leisurely Saturday drive through Woodland I passed a group of men playing Frisbee golf. They all had bags packed with Frisbees in tow, and tossed them with carefully ...

The Difference Between Landmines and Time Bombs Written March 28, 2007. For Lauren:May you be the substitute for no one. I. Reese Ryan was one of those girls. You know; ...

Chapter 1Chapter 2Chapter 3Chapter 4Chapter 5Chapter 6Chapter 7This is my shortest chapter, so I'll just post it all on here.Chapter 2: A Ruined CourtyardSwallowing the cold bile that had risen ...

grey/gray? who knows... I slip in and out Over and back. It’s so easy to slide, So easy to jump between. I move back and forth. I climb over the ...

‘Tis said that at the zenith of our clashing love we see things as they truly are, untouched by the feral nature of the human heart, sweet seconds pass and ...

i am alive

The Cries of War BY: MICHAEL RIST War is a sorrowful thing For in it are the cries of battle Which brings fear to chaos. The cries of war have ...

Removed.

" These are very dark time's young Cluck skywalker." said obi one Hen one " what do you mean Obi one Hen one?" asked Cluck S " for over a ...

Mist hung in the air over the shrine. The sun barely peeked over the Dark Veil, as if it were afraid to glance at this totem of evil. This shrine, ...