Young Writers Society

It's cold, it's icy, it's bitter to the bone, It floats from the heavens, it's landing unknown, Silent and light, It twirls but is steady, It's corners sharp and sting, ...

I look into the shadowy depths of your mind I know I must have you for your soul is entwined with mine We belong together you and I For fate ...

Sometimes the dizzying effect Spins me and the world In an ethereal difference of confusion The sum of all the efforts Blinding and contradicting each other To the blurry mix ...

Everyone please comment! Thanks. Dream Come with me to land my own, A place I go to escape from home. Stay where you are and close your eyes Now dream ...

As the old man sat there, his eyes widened as it all came back to him. Christopher Erin McDermot lay on his stomach, a pillow under his crossed arms proppped ...

Umm, ok, this was based on what I thought was a pretty good concept, but I'm not sure if I managed to do it justice. I always seem to come ...

I need ideas for this story i did a while ago called Atlantean, its about some guys, on the ocean floor, etc. It didn't really get a lot of replies ...

i didn't get the point of the poem, really, except for the end. then again i'm multitasking the the maximum.... but i loved all your references to color, which relate ...

The aged and old man sat there, gazing out over the forested green hills before him, sighing deeply. The wind carried a slight chill so he hugged his weathered leather ...

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I tried to add a bit of explination, as this was sort of "mid-story". It might not make it flow well, and for that I apologize. Nat ducked down below ...

My mum wrote this and I thought it was really cute, Maybe us kids stress her out a little too much It's a city of people running here, running there. ...

Him: The one I will never have Love is something I’ve dreamed of all my life When I was little, it was a tool I used to have fun It ...

Basically I had the first two verses in another poem and I really liked them, but I feel the rest just let it down. Any advice? I got sick of ...