The Walk of the InfatuatedI smile
And hide my face
Behind a cloud of ignorance.
I want to be oblivious,
Want to be unaware
Of the fact that
You might not like me.
I hold my head
Higher than most,
Hoping, wishing one day
You'll notice me;
You'll see me at full value
And not at the value
The world gives me.
And if you never notice me,
I'll keep on walking,
Hands stuffed in my pockets.
My eyes will remain dead on the horizon,
My faith never changing,
Because I know someone else
Is waiting down that long and dusty road.
Art History - Anthro Anthro Art - The BeginningArt History - Anthro3 years ago in Art Features More Like This
Anthropomorphism is the attribution of human characteristics and qualities to non-human beings, objects, natural, or supernatural phenomena. Gods, animals, the forces of nature, and unseen or unknown authors of chance are frequent subjects of anthropomorphosis. The term comes from two Greek words, άνθρωπος (anthrōpos), meaning "human," and μορφή (morphē), meaning "shape" or "form." The suffix "-ism" originates from the morpheme "-isma" in the Greek language. .
The actual 'date' when Anthropomorphic art came to light isn't well documented so we can only go off what has been left behind for us to observe. This is most noted in literature, sculptures and fables.
From the beginnings of human behavioral modernity in the Upper Paleolithic, about 40,000 years ago, examples of zoomorphic (animal
You're Itpull the hairYou're It5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
grit the teeth
wear that smile
play the part
feel the ache
watch the tears
-:Death's Whisper:-I have a friend and he---:Death's Whisper:-5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
lives in my dreams
for what little dreams I have
He was real once but I started to believe him
to be something he wasn't
Because the real version had died
yet he stayed behind
He was going on a voyage
To more 'Realms' as he said
He waved a good bye
"I'll whisper, and you will listen"
Was all he said before turning and fading away
The days went on I heard his whispers
explaining his strange voyages
Over time his voice became distorted
I couldn't understand after a few years
He was speaking in a tongue
From which I couldn't comprehend
I fear he is lost beyond his control
still whispering to me
I could save him
from the trap he is in
to silence his pain
to silence his whispers
"A dream is a dream and nothing more"
"Life is a nightmare from which we can't escape"
"Death is the dream we so await for"
9: Story of Friendship18 dangled from the window sill, she tried scrambling up it but didn't have much strength in her arms. She ended up slipping and landed with a thump on the ground, she got up and scampered across the floor running out the door and tripped over someone who was walking passed. It was 8, she landed on the ground face first, then lifted her head and looked up at him. 8 looked down at her and grumbled "Stupid kid, watch where yer goin." 18 nodded and scrambled to her feet then bolted. 18 turned the corner crashing into yet another stitchpunk this one being 13, this stitchpunk tall and dark. She grunted and glared at 18, but wasn't able to say anything as 18 yet again bolted. 13 shook her head and kept on her way, wonder what was her problem. 18 slowed to a stop and dropped to the ground panting, she didn't know why she was in a hurry.9: Story of Friendship5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"And where are you going in such a hurry?" a voice said behind 18 making her jump.
"W-wh-!" she turned to look seeing the smiling face of 9.
"Take it e
+Hate+Hate.+Hate+6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hate the way he looks at me.
I hate the way he avoids me.
I hate the way he is so perfect,
And that it's like I dont exist to him.
I hate how he's forever to be near me,
And I cannot be with him.
I hate how I love him.
I hate how he hates me.
I hate that I know in my heart,
I could truly never hate him.
The Last to RemainSteve's eyes grew dark as he looked around the mall. He started to shake, and sweat was forming around his head "D-dead..there all dead" he shouted, looking at the seven bodies that laid on the floor. Blood had pooled around them, but one moved its arm "Dave!" He ran over skidding slightly on the blood as he went to the fallen friend who had moved "Dave it's alright I don't know what happened but everything is alright," he was looking around "The bastards came from nowhere I thought you were right behind me. Daves hand slowly raised up as he grabbed the top of Steves head tugging a bit "Dave, what are you doin_" His sentence was cut off as he looked down at the rotting flesh of his friend. His eyes were a dark pale white with no coloration in them. It opened it's mouth as a wisp of breath hit Steve in the face. It was to late, there was no time to run, no time to scream The Zombie lurched up attacking Steve with one fel bite to the neck covering his mThe Last to Remain5 years ago in Horror More Like This
Kyou to TohruAt first she was nobody,always getting in my way.Kyou to Tohru7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Siding with that damn Yuki day after day.
Whenever she hugged him,he would become a rat
Whenever she hugged me,I'd become a cat.
She cooked our food and did our house work.
I never figured out which corner she would lurk.
Yet,she always wanted for us what was best
She cared for me better than any of the rest.
Not even my motherwho died long ago
was afraid of me and never loved me so.
Then Tohru came to me unlike anyone I've met.
She makes me feel like my future isn't set.
Only Akito so far has found out my feelings,
but he just laughed and said "Hearts,what stupid things!"
From that day on I hid from them,she must never know.
To protect her I must be strong and let her go.
LonleyI feel lonley,Lonley9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Alone and hopless.
No one is around,
No one is here.
I feel cold,
Out of place,
Aloof to the world.
I feel that no one cares,
Maby i should go,
Maby i shoule leave myself,
Alone in the dark,
With no one around.
With spiders and insects,
With nothing but the moonlight,
Shinning through the tiny window.
With this feeling of lonleyness,
The SporkThe SporkThe Spork11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I find him in the Taco Bell
Next to sauce as hot as hell
His plastic blanket wrapped around
I pick him up; a crinkling sound
A white plastic coat he proudly wore
Atop his head three prongs, not four
He pokes, he stabs, he scoops too
If you melt him down he\'ll stick like glue
He\'ll help eat soup and stew
There\'s little that he cannot do
Little spork, as I go
There is something you should know
Not only have I taken you
But a handful of your friends too
like a wolfFeeling like a wolf trapped in my den,like a wolf3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My teeth are blunt no longer sharpened.
Pack abandoned, I'm a lone, pitiful thing,
The moon now the only one able to hear me sing.
I sing a song of sorrow shame and hate,
Letting these evil lead as if they were tasty bait.
Feeling like a dog trapped by man,
I know now that I'm no longer in command...
The Twilight Before Christmas*From Edward's POV*The Twilight Before Christmas6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Twas the Twilight Before Christmas
Twas the Twilight before Christmas when all through the town
Alice Cullen was listening to hear a sound
Renesmee's stocking was hung by the chimney with care
In hopes that a puppy would be placed there
Renesmee was nestled all snug in her bed
While visions of her first Christmas danced in her head
And I in my Jersey, and Bella in her cap
Had just readied ourselves for a thunderous crack
When out in the woods there arose such a clatter
I sprang quickly forward to see what was the matter
Away through the forest I flew like a flash
Then ran back to Bella and tried not to be rash
The moon on the field of the new fallen snow
Gave a sparkling glitter to all us below
When what to my honey-gold eyes should appear
But the Volturi all dressed in baseball gear
With Aro in the lead so friendly and quick
I knew in a moment it wasn't a trick
More rapid than cheetahs his followers they came
When he stopped them and shouted "May we join the game?"
RacismBlack and white.Racism5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The two fronts.
The other side.
Yet so close.
How can you not say?
That they don't get along.
But they don't.
All because they don't think.
When they were young.
Did they care?
No, they just played.
Did they look?
No, they just played.
Where did that go?
Because I don't think so.
It went with your sanity.
And so, do I change you?
Make you think?
I hope so.
Because it doesn't matter if your black or white.
What matters is if your nasty or nice.
The Zombie SongBoard up the doorsThe Zombie Song7 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
and grab your shotgun
Fight in the dead wars
This should be fun
The residents are evil
in this house of the dead
load up on ammo
they want to be fed
This is all real
There's no typewriter
Just hand me a cocktail
and a Zippo lighter
Grab your gun
Lock and load
It's already begun
It's time to go
Kill 'em all
It's not just citywide
It's a worldwide brawl
Better not get bit
Or the virus'll spread
So if you do
I'll aim for your head
Whether a 9 millimeter
or a pump action 12 gauge
Doesn't matter the caliber
Shoot 'em in the face
Burn 'em, shoot 'em
break their neck
do whatever it take
to stay unbit
Grab your gun
Lock and load
It's already begun
It's time to go
Find other survivors
Hold up somewhere
You better prepare
Reinforce the door
It's your last stand
Here comes the horde
They're now in inside
Broke through your defense
Others have died
Take the offense
They keep on coming
Round after round
You can't kill them all
The FortressI built a castle on the shoreThe Fortress6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It sat upon a base of stone
Proud and strong forevermore
a fortress made to stand alone
I stood upon the rampart wall
When first I spied you from afar
I could not hear your siren's call
Nor read portents from a star
And if predictions I had known
None of them would have changed my course
just as the hurricane wind blown
does not diminish in its force
Yet when you met those sturdy walls
they could not stand before your touch
It rained destruction in the halls
No bastion could withstand so much
When in the center of the storm
You came to me with tenderness
personified in human form
and spoke to me not to impress
But blew apart my last defense
And laid my heart's door open wide
I came to you without pretense
Surrendered to you all my pride
Now trembling, hold you close to me
In fortress ruins by the sea
Escape MissionBack and forth.Escape Mission3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Back and forth.
Eyes shifting, panicking with fear.
In and out.
In and out.
Quick breaths that speed up the air.
Step by step.
Step by step.
Speeding up your pace, trying to get out.
Your muscles pressing against your skin.
Out of breath, but not out yet.
Searching for light.
Searching for light.
All the exits seemed to be sealed.
Your body against the wall, in attempt to break away.
My dear, enslaved friend, you have found the way out.
Judgement guide: Pokemon typeJudgement guide: Pokemon typesJudgement guide: Pokemon type2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
In Judgement: A HG Nuzlocke; every species of pokemon has their own type that defines their personality in some way. Pokemon with a secondary type are more inclined to have traits of both types (but the primary type is more influential) but pure types tend to be more inflexible to other types yet more powerful in their own element.
Lifespans: 40 years
Habitats: Forests, marshes, swamps.
Strong against: Psychic, Dark, Grass.
Weak against: Fire, Flying, Rock.
Bug typed pokemon are commonly known as the weakest type, due to their small size and frail attacks people tend to underestimate these pokemon. Bug types stick together in swarms and they usually attack their prey in large numbers. They are also stuck at the bottom of the food chain since very few of them are predators. Bug types are a passive species but are highly protective to anyone or anything they hold dear. They are also masters in the art of team work and are skil
AngelsAngels are graceful beings that areAngels5 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
surrounded by beauty and they protect
us during our darkest hours and
we pray to them when we need help
during on our journeys.
Angels are about light, hope, love, and
protection and beauty and they are
our guardian angels that guides us
with everything that they know
and we know.
They sparkle and shine all over the
place when we first see them and
they always with us even if they aren't
available and busy, they will try to help
us and guide us with tender loving
Alone In The DarkBlack, inky night all around me.Alone In The Dark5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Closed in and suffocating.
No stars or moon to light the way.
Nothing but darkness can my eyes see.
Feet stumbling over unseen objects.
Hands searching for something to grab.
Walking along a dark and treacherous path.
No one familar is near to comfort me.
I am all...
PE: Anthro - Genre, Anthro vs Furry and AdviceAnthro Art - Different Genres - Anthro vs FurryPE: Anthro - Genre, Anthro vs Furry and Advice3 years ago in Art Features More Like This
The unique thing about Anthro art is that it can take different shapes, sizes, and forms. The only limitation is your imagination. One of the most common misconceptions for Anthro art is that people generally associate it with "Furry" art because most of Anthro art is enveloped around furry animals that look like humans ( Below the very talented Katmomma has written up a quick guide to the differences between "Furry" and "Anthro"). Lions, Tigers, Bears and WereWolves. But contrary to popular belief, Anthro art can range from animals to toasters that doesn't involve fur at all! In my previous post about Anthro art, I explained what Anthropomorphic was. Anthro art is based on the very definition below:
Anthropomorphic: Ascribing human form or attributes to a being or thing not human, especially to a deity.
There is no "right" or "wrong" way to draw or portray Anthro art because like fantasy art, they do
Hollow PromisesBody down against the bedHollow Promises3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Love never really could make sense.
Scream if she could,
My lungs stopped working awhile back.
Crimson painted finger nails and bloodshed lips.
She is beautiful,
I used to be so beautiful.
Until the sun stopped coming to see me
Each. and. every. single. day.
Invisible puppet strings tied to my organs.
Legs bruised. Thighs to my ankles.
I lost feeling in my wrists years ago.
I think everything else is starting to go, too.
I might, I just might be shutting down.
Your hands are glassy, sharp, piercing.
Push, Knead, Pull, Squeeze.
Head to toe. . toe to heaD
Back and forth and back again.
If I even had the strength to move my eyelids
I'd slam them shut.
Now I have no choice but to watch.
I used to close my eyes and drift to Annerilia
Imaginary home of an imaginary little girl
Just. trying. desperately. to. find. escape.
Shoving, grasping, breathing, grunting.
Screaming. Crying. Begging. Pleading.
1..2..3.. and 1..2..3.. and...
Over and over until it
Drake and Josh: It'sNotEnoughSo that's it then, huh? You're "done" with me, just like that. After all the damned shit we've been through together, after all the crazy memories we've managed to create over the years, all of a sudden you're calling it quits? Like none of it even happened?Drake and Josh: It'sNotEnough5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
What the hell!
You can't do that! Not to me! Not to your best friend-your brother! You can't pretend I don't exist! Pretend I don't matter! I mean, for cryin' out loud, we live under the same roof! Have the same parents-the same evil little sister! You can't just keep what you want and throw out the rest! Families .life doesn't work that way, dammit!
And what about our room huh? It's our room. Emphasis on the 'our.' Are we really just gonna be roommates for the rest of high school? Do you even think that's poss
Lifes RiverHow fickle a thing, the heart. It brings us such great hope and inspires melodious sonnets, while creating vast expanses of despair and driving some to a death born of grief. If only it where as simple as that. However, there are also so many of us caught in between these two sides of loves' spectrum. So many of us trying to choose just who it is that we want. Who that person our heart is screaming for really is. The choice is never an easy one, but we always have to decide. As we all know, the hardest decisions we make are most often the ones that will effect is the most. You can give up on love, hope against hope that your decision is the right one and wait to see the consequences, or, you can decide to give yourself to the loves of your life and hope that it doesn't tear you to peaces. Perhaps this is just the ramblings of a male that has become lovesick to often for his own good, but i think its at this time of emotional distress that what really must be done is nothing but stoppinLifes River5 years ago in Open More Like This
Jingle Bells -A TMNT Parody-Dashing through the snowJingle Bells -A TMNT Parody-9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
With the Shredder on our tail
He'll try to kill us all
You know he's gonna fail
We'll get him in the end
But that won't last for long
He's always coming back
That's why we wrote this song
Oh jingle bells, Shredder smells
Look he's back again
Baxter Stockman creeps us out
He's never gonna win HEY
Jingle bells, kiss our shells
The Foot won't go away
Oh Karai why do you try?
You know we'll save the day