Young Writers Society

The mist rose at midnight, gathering, turning into shape. A man could be seen. Rowing across dreams. The passage across life takes time. But what is more rewarding, than traveling ...

Come. Steal away my agony and pain. Bear me to a place fair to look upon And leave me there to the glowing starlight. Leave me to the butterflies that ...

Ok, this is a part of my book. I wrote it in a hurry, so im aware of the gramar mistakes. I need a critic mostly on the concept and ...

She rushed rushed rushed Couldn't get there fast emough She must complete her task I rushed rushed rushed I can't get there fast enough I can't complete my task I ...

I'm climbing the ladder, Finally reaching the top, I'm afraid to look down, So I can see who's watching. The crowd cheers me on, They love what they see, It's ...

This book, the first I have read by Deborah Savage is one of the most beautiful, touching stories I have ever read, and trust me, there have been ALOT of ...

For the first book I've ever read by Meg Cabot--I was truly impressed and will be reading her others. The story tells of Sam Madison, who's not really anybody unlike ...

What is, What is this? Coming in my life, And changing all that's here? Miracles are happening Transforming all the old to new. What is, What is this?

But there is no sun No clear, cool sky. Sometimes that happens. Happiness, Doesn't last a lifetime. One of life's many lessons.

Why do I do this to myself? I'm causing myself my own pain. It's no one's fault except my own. It was me that put myself here. I looked into ...

Note: This poem contains references that may be inappropiate for children under the age of 13. Parental supervision is recommended for our younger members. - Nate i wrote this in ...

Some people have nothing, When all they want is something, But they don't get anything, Because some people have everything.

I wrestle with my conscious, Something doesn't seem right. I feel like something's gone wrong, Somewhere some how. I look over at the clock, It's two in the morning, My ...

I remember as if it was yesterday. I walked into to his room. I sat down waiting for him to talk to me. Talk to me about my past. When ...

Yesterday I saw you in all your glory: A frayed yellow towel around your midriff As you sped after my snarling dog (He was chasing your kitty, after all). And ...