Young Writers Society

to gouge this grainy wind which walks so free, (proving life's existence with no intermittance) would be so icily cruel, like the bladed sun which shakes and breaks the gossamer ...

Last night the rain was whispering on your cheap, leaking roof with the unstable tiles, and you and your cigarette were whispering against my neck. I could feel your hot ...

"Ho Ho Ho" Santa pin so sharp Cherry nose, holiday cheer See the blood you draw "Evil" You smile and I know That behind those straight, white teeth Is a ...

This is rather awkward for me. I've never posted on this board or asked for contructive critism on a poem. Well, here goes nothing. He stands at your side Your ...

Christmas Angel The sun never ceased to smile at you that summer. She splashed growing plants and trees in a perpetual spree of sunlight and warmth, never failing to share ...

This is the true definition of a "short story." Read and enjoy. I appreciate any and all critique, so don't be shy! Author's Note: This was written for my Reading ...

Always the bad one, Always wrong never right, Trapped in this society, So close to the edge of all reason. And you push me, More and more, I feel the ...

I keep my head low, Refusing to look ahead. I walk in slow motion; My speech is slurred. I'm haunted by last March... The things that happened last March... But ...

Cool and refreshing As a smooth, cold spring in June,Insanity reigns.

Uhmm...not good. But good enough, I guess....(note to self, make it not suck...) * * * on my back broken wings of light scatter and spin above my head streched ...

Heh. I hand sewed these over the weekend with some fabric and fringe from Hancock Fabrics... for my bedroom and, so, here...

Ah, the poem born of one of my many - well, passions. Its OK I guess, nothing spectacular. But hell if it dont get right down and dirty with the ...

For the first time in a while I smiled today A warm glimmer of hope ran through me How I wished you could've seen it But how little did I ...

Seeker of the Blade Prologue ______________ Born of the Shadow As the sun reached its peak of noonday’s mark, a slight breeze swept across the rises of the emerald grasslands ...

I dream of becoming evil Dangerous A hazard to insects Small animals And children The sawn step on the evolutionary ladder. Indulging amidst Huge purple velvety leaves, Bulging seed pods, ...