Young Writers Society

The rotund lord sat at his dinning table, waiting for his servants to come with his regal meal. They were terribly late and the only way he could keep his ...

I am whole. The guiding palm of the Ultimate Reality has unclenched my hesitant eyes and released me into a world of pure clarity. The warmth of It's knowledge resonates ...

A wise man once said, "If money grew on trees, would you go and get an axe? Or wait for the falling leaves?" And I thought, "Of course I'll use ...

I feel like Joan of Arc tonight Here at my execution, Nobody to witness but strangers Tired, staked and screaming Out your name Water-flight settles in on My coke-bruised head, ...

Small Horrors the field mouse runs to seek shelter from the storm, it trembles in the great wind. it finds many crumbs in a ransacked barn full of corn, where ...

'Cut' Silence. Slip down onto the cool linoleum Hear the drip of the faucet Raspy breaths in your throat Notice your heart beat quicken Feel the blood coarse through your ...

I was running, seeking someone who would care. I was frightened, I was scared, yet you were always there. You gave me hope, you gave me peace. At last, there ...

Here I am again. Lying on your bed, summer sheets tucked against my ankles. City Breezes running through the rifts in your shades, hot smoke from somewhere seven floors below ...

My eyes well up, I gasp and I choke. I can't even remember the last time we spoke. It's what you wanted, peaceful, I know, I still wish it wasn't ...

Brinda stared down at her muddy reflection, watching as each tiny ripple tore through her once flawless face. She pulled back the stray strands of long brown hair that hung ...

" 'Woman' on the Balcony " -by theluckyflower (this is in a male's perspective) There she was on the balcony. Her vivacious beauty - a felony: With pearl-soft skin and ...

You are one of those masquerade men who hide behind their own faces with glittered feathers and sunglasses. Attracting people with false whim and humor so phony I can’t help ...

The Unbound Eyes Eyes that saw beyond all distance and reason. Eyes that pierced your face because you knew they saw too much. Eyes as green as they come, filled ...

(hey, I haven't post a poem in a long time, but decided I might as well post my latest poem for English. It might be a little cliche and I ...

This is just a little piece I wrote when I was bored. It's not the beginning or the end of anything. I haven't posted in a while and I just ...