Young Writers Society

It’s that time o’ year again when children laugh and playAnd parents can’t ever be alone, during night or even dayThe children whine and cry and poutThe parents always seem ...

To people who don't know a bit of sociology and/or history, this might not make a lot of sense. KARL VS. THE KIDS So this is it, kids, this is ...

How can I improve this? Amala sat in the large, almost royal looking library, watching her Grandfather organise his books. He was always with his books nowadays. He didn’t really ...

He had huge baby blue eyes, a tiny pink nose, and wide chipmunk-like cheeks (he always did said, "the better to store nuts with, you always need spare." and then ...

My lips stung, my joints ached, and everybody was stupid. When I asked the tall man with rust red hair when we were leaving hell, all he gave me was ...

Tis a Petrarchan sonnet. Gandalf and the Balrog Thongs of fire lashed at Tharkûn the Great,On the narrow pass of the dwarven bridge.He struggled on that precarious ridge,And still could ...

Here I am, Standing at your doorstep wishng the rose in my hand hadn't died petal by petal each one falls down as if its a cloud in the sky ...

shadowed nights and slicing moonbeams opposite the scintillating sun a kalaidescope of yawning abysses and crystal caverns my heart skips beats as i recover beautiful memories that will again be ...

I remember we were in the movie theaters, my whole family and I. I remember I was sitting on my moms lap when it happened. I remember the 9 gun ...

Before I put down my poem I want you to know that this is not the way I usually write poems and this was a just an experiment...and kind of ...

Don’t. Handing me your plastic smiles, Don’t you have the decency to at least put them on a silver platter first? I know you have many to spare. Won’t. Showing ...

“Hand me a glass of wine, my dear,” The scales on your wrists escape me. Ripple with me above the ground. How is it my head is as smoggy as ...

The young puppy stepped into the morning sun. His bright green eyes blinked when the sunlight shone on his black muzzle. He turned back into his dark cave. He trotted ...

She curled up at his feet, weeping. ''Why do you want to do this? Have I done something wrong?'' He stepped back from her, showing disgust at her tears.''What have ...

You'll cry, you'll weep, you'll bawl in shame. When your school status falls, and theres nothing to blame. But You You say your friends are no longer your friends. And ...