Young Writers Society

Home » Forums » Creativity Corner » Writing Activities

One Word Poems



User avatar
66 Reviews



Gender: Male
Points: 300
Reviews: 66
Sat Oct 27, 2018 8:21 am
Starve says...



Spoiler! :
Under the broken stars, I breathe in
one more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely


windowsill.
Last edited by Starve on Sat Oct 27, 2018 9:24 am, edited 1 time in total.
  





User avatar
67 Reviews



Gender: Female
Points: 1334
Reviews: 67
Sat Oct 27, 2018 8:29 am
TheWeirdoFromBeyond says...



Spoiler! :
Under the broken stars, I breathe in
one more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
Far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill


line break

Staring
I don't act this way to change the world, I act this way so that the goddamn world won't change me!
-Desert Hearts
You don't think I am weird? You don't know me at all.
-TheWeirdoFromBeyond

TheWeirdoFromBeyond is a LGBT+ supporter
  





User avatar
305 Reviews



Gender: Female
Points: 19732
Reviews: 305
Sat Oct 27, 2018 10:47 am
Vulcanite says...



Spoiler! :
Under the broken stars, I breathe in
one more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
Far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill
Staring


that
Vulcanite Gliding over Amacratis!
Some will say that she seldomly fly's over the green room, and drops reviews were ever she lands!
Happy Writing Everyone! :wink:
  





User avatar
18 Reviews



Gender: Female
Points: 2105
Reviews: 18
Mon Oct 29, 2018 4:11 am
metrophobia says...



Spoiler! :

Under the broken stars, I breathe in
one more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that


way
  





User avatar
95 Reviews

Supporter


Gender: Female
Points: 818
Reviews: 95
Wed Nov 07, 2018 12:11 pm
Clarity says...



Spoiler! :
Under the broken stars, I breathe in
one more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way


they
"Be courageous and try to write in a way that scares you a little."



Home is where the books are kept.
  





User avatar
1013 Reviews



Gender: Female
Points: 120232
Reviews: 1013
Mon Nov 12, 2018 7:11 pm
alliyah says...



Spoiler! :

Under the broken stars, I breathe in
one more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they


look
maybe i make up colors for poetic cadence, but i don't think i can ever love someone who doesn't understand that teal is a different color than dark cyan
  





User avatar
66 Reviews



Gender: Male
Points: 300
Reviews: 66
Tue Nov 13, 2018 10:48 am
Starve says...



Spoiler! :
Under the broken stars, I breathe in
one more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look


through
  





User avatar
24 Reviews



Gender: Female
Points: 2047
Reviews: 24
Tue Nov 13, 2018 12:17 pm
View Likes
RowenaLynn says...



Spoiler! :
Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.
I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through


line break

the
"Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean it is not real?"
:pirate3:
  





User avatar
1013 Reviews



Gender: Female
Points: 120232
Reviews: 1013
Tue Nov 13, 2018 4:43 pm
View Likes
alliyah says...



Spoiler! :

Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.
I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the


darkened
maybe i make up colors for poetic cadence, but i don't think i can ever love someone who doesn't understand that teal is a different color than dark cyan
  





User avatar
113 Reviews



Gender: Female
Points: 181
Reviews: 113
Tue Nov 13, 2018 4:56 pm
View Likes
Bellarke says...



I am gonna try this:

Spoiler! :

Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.
I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened


Window
“Who we are and who we need to be to survive are very different things.”

~Bellamy Blake
  





User avatar
95 Reviews

Supporter


Gender: Female
Points: 818
Reviews: 95
Wed Nov 14, 2018 1:04 pm
View Likes
Clarity says...



Spoiler! :

Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window,


hoping
"Be courageous and try to write in a way that scares you a little."



Home is where the books are kept.
  





User avatar
66 Reviews



Gender: Male
Points: 300
Reviews: 66
Mon Dec 03, 2018 5:12 pm
Starve says...



Spoiler! :
Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping


against
  





User avatar
1013 Reviews



Gender: Female
Points: 120232
Reviews: 1013
Mon Dec 03, 2018 5:48 pm
View Likes
alliyah says...



Spoiler! :

Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against


all
maybe i make up colors for poetic cadence, but i don't think i can ever love someone who doesn't understand that teal is a different color than dark cyan
  





User avatar
45 Reviews



Gender: Female
Points: 0
Reviews: 45




User avatar
26 Reviews



Gender: Female
Points: 574
Reviews: 26
Mon Dec 03, 2018 10:08 pm
View Likes
Fantascifi66 says...



Showing
Free reviews by Fanta! [Accepting!]

The simple truth is that authors like making people squirm. If this weren't the case, all novels would be filled completely with cute bunnies having birthday parties.
  








A man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest.
— Paul Simon