Young Writers Society

The armoury was dimly lit; the candlelight flickered in the razor sharp blades and breast plates. It seemed almost as if the room was full of people, the fiery eyes ...

"if I Died" If I died the kids that I sit with at lunch at school would say "That's that's too bad" and "awww" and "I never liked her anyway" ...

I have a time limit so I don't know how much I'll be able to post. But this is my new project. enjoy, all comments welcome. cheers CL --- The ...

The Unreadable Book I am sitting in a corner, reading a book with very long words. So long and confusing - my head feels like the book is actually attacking ...

This poem is aimed at younger children, and may also be a song...any comments? I wish of wishes, of wishes themselves. Of horses and turtles, lions and elves. Of trees ...

[i]It’s big but worth reading for people who could do with some smirks and also for those who couldn’t![/i] The day started like any other with the sun rising in ...

Mist and rain, May bring pain Thunder and lightning May be frightening, Sleet and frost Is when i'll feel lost, But when your here The sun is near. I'm not ...

lie irreversibly as distant fallen fences against white winter, as though the angle of repose is the imperative lesson, there has never I love that line... Wow...this poem is great...just ...

i honestly dont know what this is. i wasnt trying to make it into anything like a poem or anything Its days like this that make me feel excited. And ...

The alarms go off at 6:00 in the morning; everyone gets up. Jane wakes up in her small bedroom, shuts her alarm off, gets dressed, combs her long hair (below ...

Planet Hindagon, 3045 AD The two men sat at their table in the Hindagon Bar, a bar for government officials only. These two men in particular were higher up government ...

You say your sorry, as you look in my eyes, The marks on your wrist, Bleed as you cry. You fall to the ground, as you sit on your knees, ...

sakura And, Now Ladies and Gentelmen Death has come The Black Pariah of crackling ashes, rolling clouds of serpent dust The Hounds lick my feet and fingers edging me up ...

Girl: Hey I didn't know CL could write narrative poetry. Guy: Neither did I, kinda wierd don't cha think? ME: Hey you, ya you over there, I am right here! ...

I wrote this, wanted to know if it was any good, hope you like it. It takes place in a land of poverty, A beautiful place, Beaches without water, Children ...