Young Writers Society

*I hope this ruffles some 'tail-feathers' of the 'conservative', 'elite' of 'agenda' that seeks to bring down the 'liberal traitors'. Bush's approval rating has dropped over 10% since January. The ...

I DONT KNOW WHAT CATEGORY THIS IS IN BUT I HOPE YOU ENJOY IT: The Look of Tomorrow Part One- The First Day with HIM

Innocence drapes me like a white cloak virginity my eyes are pure closed to the passion, the rain of desire drizzling your body My ivory tower is water-proof Yet a ...

I'd like to be crude, play nasty, bend the rules, in short my dear fellow, i want to be you. can i crawl into your single-breasted waistcoat and your leather ...

“the other one” A work in progress She was the ghost of stimulation when I first saw her pass my way; a premonition, thrown here by some divine command. Her ...

[This is the first part of a story in my Creative Writing English final that's due tomorrow. It probably won't make much sense without the rest of the story, but ...

Alright, here's my latest prose. It'll make a lot more sense if you realise that there's only one person in this, talking to themself. Here it is: Lone Lee Lonely ...

I close my eyes and silently sigh, the breath taking out the grit of my soul. Bare skin frostbitten by your love that's gone colder than the arctic depths. Slipping ...

Raise requiem A body burns tonight Exult your praises to the Elixir of excuses On this closed-door room Stained glasses and stained vision We’re spotless on the casket, Pristine, the ...

Alright, this is an example of "Imagery" Poetry, which is supposed to creative images in your head... if anbody can seriously DEFINE imagery poetry and help me with this, it's ...

It was a sunny day in New york. The white paved streets snaked through the city, light traffic humming along, heading for various destinations. From an Earthquake two hundred years ...

NOTE: I already turned this paper in to my teacher and got it back. I am posting it here for anyone interested in the book and/or theme of the essay. ...

We've all heard the news coverage of these 'criminals' invading our country, stealing the jobs we refuse to work and sucking the life out of white-America. Well I say keep ...

August Rain She stood alone, silent in the ruins of her own surrender; she breathed plumes of steam in the bitter Monday daybreak; her body radiated to all around. All ...

Hell is a Place Hell is an over-and-under place; it is fueled with the souls of pilgrims and the tongues of shepherds. The raven crows at twilight for broken water, ...