lilymoore

Okay, I don't really write poetry. But I couldn't focus today during English class and that feeling you get when you really want to leave class...but more of to a ...

--Please do tear this apart. I need all of the advice and opinions I can get. ^^ Spoiler!

Happy Sixth Birthday to all members of YWS, young and old!Young Writers Society,Oh what can I say?Under any circumstance,None can deny that we’reGreat.We've so many awesome members,Rina and Meshie,

Originally, this was going to be a post in The Confessional. But I realized, maybe it deserved a little editing and a title. Poetically, I don't know exactly where I ...

-- Tear this apart please --There’s a distance in the way she moves,with her simple, awkward swagger.Her silence speaks a million wordsyet her frown says what really matters.He’s a beacon ...

Spoiler! : So, pretty much, I wrote this on a whim after the first four lines kind of hit me in the shower...hence the title. Enjoy! Oh, and if you're ...

Our hands don't seem to fitnor do our voices or our minds or any of the many parts of you and I.And that lack of fitting,fits us perfectly. The breeze carries your ...

don’t listen too closelyfor she’s singing her Suicide song againwith a pocket full of posiesknotted through her belt loopand ashes [ashes] powdered in her toes.she’s too bruised for the midnight

Spoiler! : So, I started out attempting to write a love poem about a boy with freckles, and I mean, he has a lot of freckles. But does it seem ...

Note: the lack of capitalization is intentional. I am two backpacks by the bathroom door and a blanket draped on the corner couch where the cushions don’t fit quite right. ...

Note: This is definitely a lot darker than what I normally write so I'd especially like to get opinions on the tone of this poem. Pretty please. My Momma's Crayons ...

On Sundays, She walks to the furthest side of the city in her mama’s favorite blue dress, doing her best to keep time on her father’s broken watch. And she ...