Young Writers Society

Removed.

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Krisha Note: Thanks to dear DD for remarks and brushings-up of this. With any luck, Crysi's will be next. She's the one I owe Tov's continued existence to. ^_~ (He ...

Another creepy poem by me. Again, it starts out short. I'm not sure I can do any more to it, like I could with Child. But if someone asks.... I'll ...

Music stirs on the trembling blades of grass, a symphony erupts on evening's folded head. Melodic whispers from the swaying reeds, drunk on dew that hangs from budding leaves. Bull ...

I live in the shadows not of buildings,but of men. My name is Alilessa Piemur and this is my journey. Dear Journal, Welcome to Corellia,my name is Alilessa Piemur and ...

I don't mean to sound desperate, but comments would be nice. Often I think about the times that I've seen the same thing repeatedly, even at the moment I'm seeing ...

I see hot air balloons, Being popped by sky needles. Little kid cartoons, Singing songs by the Beatles. Maybe it's morphine, Or maybe you make me spiral down. Parades are ...

The time of night when phantoms bleed into the shade of blackness And whispers of forgotten lives swirl round among the streets A girl with somber ecstacy and tortured thoughts ...

The cross is a symbol of God above, And when He gave His blood out of love. A towering structure that reaches the sky, A wonderful blessing; a hidden disguise. ...

Over one thousand years ago four of the greatest Witches and Wizards of the age put their qualities together to form a school of magic so all could learn the ...

The King's Painting: A snake, bitter, in his right hand, A dagger in the other. His mouth is burdened with a black heart. This heart, beats, pulses and darkens the ...

I haven't anything to say, but, you have a way with words. I'm not sure I caught the whole idea/subject behind it, but still, it was beautiful. Your poetry sometimes ...

Here is origional post: viewtopic.php?p=163033#163033 My Grandparents had been keen painters for many years, my Grandmother favored water colours of flowers and Grandfather preferred to paint animals

-Explanation: everyone at school's in 'their own little world', right? So I decided to take this literally. Everyone's got their own words to dive into when they're lost in thought ...