Young Writers Society

Currently reading Junk by Melvin Burgess. Has anybody else read this?

Came across this poem whilst browsing through old work. Wondering if anything could be made of it... Emotions you feel are something But don't feel so bad You have a ...

The fire poem Fighting flames I like pie! Ring of fire! Everyone die! pie? beep?

Sometimes you just get that feeling That nothing can take you down, You know? The world is my canvas And I’ve got every single color Of paint ever invented And ...

The demon overlord comes and kills like a bird in search for a mate. He wrecks havoc everywhere and kills all he sees. He is emotionless has no care for ...

This is an early piece of work I did, so it's kind of. . .blah, but here goes. The coppery-haired boy gazed up at the professor, his eyes alight with ...

Blood on the agnostic soul, We whisper prayers and poetry Into a cup of coffee, Sipping them as they brew into Passion, lust and loving – I swirl it with ...

The prompt for this was "Use Emily Dickinson's line 'Bring me the sunset in a cup' to start a poem." Bring me the sunset in a cup. Together we can ...

Thick red juice, pounds through the chambers Lined with fuel, coated in poison Millions of sacs, squeezed in two bags Sorting bursts of air, pushing bad out One sponge of ...

i am deleting this rubbish poem *PING* gone yay!

I wasn't sure where to put this poem so I am posting it here. It's also my first poem I have posted on here. Dark Hole I've fallen into a ...

As the ship crested the next wave, the crew rushed to man the oars. A wave crashed up the bow of the ship, then ran across the deck to be ...

Everybody asks why I started at the end and worked my way back to the beginning. The reason is simple; I couldn’t understand the beginning until I had reached the ...

Deleted. Check my blog as per reasons why, in the entry entitled "Sigh."

The Ritual Asenath exhaled loudly as she heard the creak of the scissors. The snap of the blades hitting each other as they removed her long black locks from her ...