Young Writers Society

So here goes nothing

Day 1: Crushed

She caused you
Pain and destruction

She killed your
Hopes and dreams

She scared away your
Future and reality

Yet you let her
Stay

Afraid to live
Without her

Not knowing how
To be alone

You wither away
By her demise

Day 2:

Your Affair

Rain pounding down
Upon our happy home

It took you three years
To being her into our lives

And it only took her an hour
To tear it all down

She was ferocious,
Never caring
about our lives getting in the way

A tornado throwing debris,
She ripped us to pieces

Now there’s only me,
You and her

No our
No us

Day Three:

Our Union

It’s been twenty-eight long years
Two hundred thousand tears
Five heart breaks
And one million scars

Mother said you were never comin’
Daddy said he’d shoo you away
Yet you’re here

Skin and glow of an angel
Blue eyes of the ocean
Kisses like rain drops on my lips
Arms as strong and cuddly as a bear

This is my wedding day
And I fell in love with
You

This is a sensitive subject, but one that's been on my heart lately. If you are for a abortion this may upset you (the second poem)

A Loving Mother

A kick here
A fist there

You have a face
Yet, I cannot see you

A heartbeat perhaps
That flutters, tickling your insides
Making you that much more real

I am your voice
I am you home

You will be my darling baby
You will always be mine


(poem number two)

The Other Side

A kick here
A fist there

You’ll never know
What it’s like to be
My baby

You’ll be a cluster of cells
An interruption to my life
An insignificant dismal

I wouldn’t be able to love you
Nor hold, kiss, hug you.
Yet, I will not let someone else have you
I, selfishly, just won’t give birth to you

I am no mother
A baby killer
Too important to be weighed down by you

I too many important plans
That just
Don’t involve you

A heartbeat song
A heartbeat gone

Day five: Trust


Trust.
A funny
Five letter word

You blew mine away
Like dust

My world has
Been held by many
But by you is when is was perfect

The confidence
I held in you, maybe too strong

A perfect listener, giver of advice
You aren’t suppose to be capable
Of this kid of hurt

Having you locked away
Makes me feel incredible sadness

I can’t breather,
Sleep,
Or think of anything but you

I told you things
My most precious don’t know

Feeling hurt, violated, sickened
I could never face you again
Yet, I don’t want you to be thought ill of

You were a good person
Most good falls into evil

You were a person of value
My friend
My educator

Day six: We need a change



Life full of candy, games, and love
A child's dream

Rainbows, Unicorns, and fantasy lands
A childs imagination

That is how childhood should be
Nowadays it's filled with different things

Divorce, abuse, and addictions
A child's nightmare

Beatings, screaming, and war
A child's reality

Day Seven: Death.

Blood.
Thick and heavy.

It's running
Through you.

Drained from others
To keep a still body alive

Cold, blue
I need you

Come home to me
Jesus can have you another

Time.

Day eight: Noise

Thump. Thump.
My head is pounding.

Crowd. Crowd.
The people keep coming.

Drip. Drip.
The rain comes slow.

Bam. Bam.
My ears drum on.

Sweep. Sweep.
Books are pushed on tables.

Churn. Churn.
Minds are thinking.

Vroom. Vroom.
Pencils are sharpened.

Silence.
The library is closed.

Day nine: Beautiful

I am no size zero
My stomach isn’t flat

I can’t fit into a size small
My hair isn’t styled

I don’t wear designer jeans
My nails are short and jagged

I can’t sing, along with many other
Talents in which I don’t succeed

I have pimples
My skin doesn’t glow

My feet and balance can’t handle
High heel shoes

But I am BEAUTIFUL
Because my personality shines through

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Perfect:

Personality,
It’s an ugly word

Something fat, ugly
People say to make things ok

But in this world to be somebody
Is to be perfect

Straight hair
Plastered smile
Perfect teeth
Stunning clothes
No blemishes
Or scars
Make-up fit for a queen
An entourage
They want to be you

You can fake a personality
It’s apart of the game

No one has to know
The real you

As long as
It doesn’t shine through

Day ten: Kissing the stars

Sweat glistens along
Your forehead

Grunts and strains come from
My mouth

Feet and hands
Are in perfect unison

Your beautiful hair
Swishes in the night air

My strong arms
Hold you just right

The rains trickles down our bodies
It doesn’t matter

Out in the open
Our hearts swirling around

You twirl and spin
I catch you, kiss you

Spontaneous, courageous
I’d only do this with you

Dancing in the rain
At midnight.

Day 11:

May 31st

Tiny hands
Long laughs

The memories
Are flooding back

We were all just children
Not too long ago

Pushing through obstacles
Obtaining accomplishments

We are adults now
Leaving behind out childhood homes

Blinking away the tears
I stand up on that stage

And
Graduate

Day 12:

Voicebox:


You capture me
In every note

Melodies locked in
With a voice from the heavens

Angels would strike
each other, leaving gashes

For a voice
As sweet as yours

No strain or effort
On your part

The lush sounds just spill
From that magnificent mouth

Like a lullaby
You capture me

Day 13:

No Words Today

Blank space
Empty verses
Words not there

You do that
To me

A person who
Fills their days
Writing trillions of words

But when you’re around
I’m wordless

Day 14:

Who said:

Who said that
Tears had to be sad

Who said that
Rain falls only in bad times

Who said that
Fire was angry

Tears are graceful
Falls of emotion
Showing you’re human

The rain cools the land,
Heals beauty,
Brings rainbows

We ask for the
Passionate waves
Of rebelling fire

Day 15:

The Fast and Furious

The hair of a mermaid
And eyes of seaweed

Her laughter filled the room
Her beauty silencing everyone

She dance the night away
On prince charming’s arm

But on their way home
The roads turned into slush

No one heard her screams as
She became a cross on highway 71