Young Writers Society

three plus four equals
one hundred thousand million stars
in the milky way
but the universe left her out overnight
so now the milky way's spoiled
and there's only
two minus one equals
too many dead stars

How many stars are in the sky?
Can you count them all?
Or ask them why?
Why, are you up there?
Does anybody know?
Why not down here where everything grows?
Why do you live in the night sky all alone?
Does anybody know?

Who are you?
Who am I?
I’m going to eat this cherry pie.

Yesterday you met a man,
Tall,
Dark,
Handsome.
Only in the morning
did you regret the drinks.

I have no clue how to write a poem
Google gave me the word oem
What the heck is a jeroboam?
I have no idea how to write a poem

omg I can't stop cringing at myself 😂

eat ur feet
in ur
sleep
sleep is
cheap

ruins / ember glow
unseen brand / festers
ghost-child / now a man
with dead fingers / small voice
in the dark.

arewetrulyentitledtocontroltheactionsmindsthoughtsfeelingsof others?
opinionemotionalcollateralwherethefracturedmirrorcracksbrokenskinonfeet
canwecontrolwhoweletinorletoutofourheads? controlisonlyformachines
peopleandconventionsarespirallingmotesofdustinthelightyouwatchfromshade
weareonlyentitledtobreathe.

Spoiler

therewasfearbeforeyouclickedonthis, wasntthere?
iapologisebutemotionalmanipulationistheonlywaytogetpeople
tolistennowadays

does it have to be the only way?

Cringe worthy letters,
What could be better?
You said it yourself,
in your last worthy letter.
Sent today,
the day you died.
From your grave,
don't even ask why.

I can\t be poet
ic
ick these words are
icky on the page.

what/s good image
ry?
rye stretching to the
sky,
wheaty hues -
does rye look like wheat? -
covering the ground in barley-tone smog.

I can\t write a po
em
emo
emotions?

Maybe the worst poem is the one no one can read.

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HAHA!

Empty Glass

The moment where all you want
is to throw it all away
is the moment of empty glass,
"I have no water today,"
and the crowds will cry
the heresy they say
but all you want
is self-destruction anyway.

So you walk yourself to the stake
and you tie yourself away,
so the moment you burn
"I have no water today"
and the crowds will cry
the heresy they say
but all you want
is self-destruction anyway.