Bipolar BalanceOur being is never forever
Our lives begin in a vulnerable child
So we make haste to make it fuller
But should not forget all the while
Our life is not a goal
But a road for out souls
We ride this road and learn
To laugh, to cry, to ravage, to burn
A search for happiness is futile
When a balance is much more worthwhile
The extent of our emotions show
The being inside we try to know
We feel joy and also pain
From both, so much can be gained
So sob when you cry
Laugh when you smile
Our feelings and life only last for a while
New Years Art Raffle -over-Update The winners areMore Like This
thank you everyone for entered and im sorry for my lameness in taking SUPER long to update this...sorry guys i sorta forgot
Edit- end date is now February 14th
Oh look its a new year and since its a new year I want to do something special so heres what im doing
I will be drawing 3 pieces of FREE art(fanart or oc)
- To enter simply fave(only have to watch if you want first prize)
- Watchers automatically qualify for first place
Deadline- February 14th
For third place I will be drawing a headshot with a simple background
For second I will be drawing A half body with somewhat complex background \
ex.(backgrounds may be less detailed)
For First I will be drawing a Fullybody with complex backgroun
Taxicab Romance - 6 Hour Long PleasureIt was a typical day for Rex. He drove his taxi around New York City with customers entering and leaving the vehicle. In some way, Rex felt different tonight. Usually when he finishes work, he’d arrive to an empty home with no lover to share his bed with, but he thought about love and how it could create a positive turning point in his life.More Like This
“Thank you for the ride.” The elderly wolf spoke. She handed Rex ten dollars and got out of the taxicab with her handbag.
“Have a nice day, ma’am!” Rex said satisfied. He began driving through busy streets to find another customer. Since it was almost midnight, the streets of New York City weren’t as populated like in the morning and noon.
With yet no luck in finding a customer, Rex brainstormed his ideal lover. It was difficult doing so while keeping concentration on the road.
Rex’s peripheral vision noticed a teenager on a sidewalk signaling him to pull his vehicle over.
“Stop!” The teen
Barbershop - Full Body Trim With LoveMore Like This
This day was a leap forward to a bright future for River. He opened up to his family about being homosexual, and decided to treat himself to a fur trim. Never had he felt so good. All the weight of his secrets finally broke the floor of shame and spilled out for everybody to know. Luckily, he was accepted by his peers and family since the twenty-first century acknowledged those who went against the norm.
The reason the teen went to a barbershop was because he was planning a night out. Now he could shamelessly go to any gay club or pub without worries of being spotted by someone he knew. He wanted to look groomed in order to meet somebody special.
Just when River entered Bolton’s Barbershop, a bell rang to alert staff of an incoming customer, “Hello!” A mysterious wolf greeted, “I am Bolton, the owner of this shop!” He introduced.
River smiled, “I’m River.”
Both wolves shook paws and took a seat on a thick leather couch, “So
**Feature Friday** Traditional: Wild AnimalsThis is unfortunately late, as always >.<More Like This
To those featured: Sorry that I didn't note/leave comments with the link to here, it's quite a bit of work so I hope mentions suffice >.< Please don't be offended at the art I've selected, even if it's not your best it's still incredible
To those not featured: I do these every Friday (though they're usually quite late), and I have a huge favorites collection but hopefully your work will eventually be featured >.< Please watch/fav these amazing artists if you get a chance
Leopard drawing by Muggi93Peacock by Hellyleigh
Desperation by shonechackoThe Golden King by FinchwingTiger Completed by dwjanzenAlaska by BlackwolfSilverpaw
Running Wolf by TigresaDainaLazy jaguar by TigresaDainaGrey Wolf Face by ChargeThunder
The Traveler by CristinaPenescuHunger by CristinaPenescuInto the Light by CristinaPenescu
Burning Bright by AnnMarieBonePipe Cleaner Wolf by afiritiThe Key to Life by ArtistTaylorAnn
Black, White and Rainbow by CourtneyBlatchPhotoColourful Emotions by CourtneyBlatchPhoto:thum
Traverse Town is Empty: The AftermathAnd a very late Merry Christmas. Yeah, this is overdue. I know. But it is here, at least. I really need to improve my skills with updating. Maybe pre-write some things before publishing...More Like This
I’m rambling. Anyway, disclaimer is as with the last chapter (characters owned by whomever). Here comes the aftermath.
Note: I wrote this over about half a year, so it may be a little disjointed. Sorry.
It was Nexdrak who was the first to notice something wrong. She had returned from her mission, fully expecting to find Haxisal in the Grey Area, filling in her mission report from her very short simple mission.
Instead, she found Saix, his face stony, grim even. She completed her report and was handing it to him when The Lunar Diviner finally spoke.
“Remain in here while the remaining members return.” He said, his voice level. Nexdrak shrugged and half jumped onto a sofa swinging her legs up over the arm rest to lie down as the other members slowly returned.
Two FacedOn the right you seemMore Like This
Perfect and clean;
But your left is cold,
Full of scars that grow old.
You're a two faced liar
You make me wanna scream
If you get any higher
You'll wish it was a dream
You can't hold this facade
One mistake and you will fall
Good try on this endeavour
But you have just lost it all
Beware the truth you hide
All you cover up with a lie
Just wait your fall can't be too far,
It will hurt just like the bitch you are.
Away From YouTravelling down this endless road,More Like This
Moving further away from home,
Street signs are flying by;
Wish you were at my side.
Street lights shine on the way,
Brings me back to the day
When we were young, without fear
With no care, you were here.
Be safe when I get back,
I pray to you God;
She is the only thing I lack
When I'm away from home.
Every call and every text
Remind me of the times I missed;
Chances to be with you,
Even with nothing to do.
As I go, you're on my mind,
Looking back when I have time.
When we finally turn around,
Thoughts of you become sound.
I know we are where we're supposed to be,
But it hurts just the same.
Every prayer and line are for you.
MasqueradeIn this place, we like to hide;More Like This
Push our failings to the side.
With a mask we hide our face,
Restricting us to a tiny space.
Welcome to the masquerade of life;
Nothing is wrong, nothing is right.
Prisoners of our own disguise,
To lose the mask reveals our lies.
No one knows who they are:
This Charade has gone too far.
A speck of truth, within this crowd,
A shattered mask is much too loud.
Don't be fooled by this spell
Many have been and they fell.
This masquerade has doomed us all.
The Path of a Lone WolfThe Path of a Lone Wolf.More Like This
There is no rougher route.
Be it storm and blizzards to bear.
Without the slightest assurance.
Teeth gleaming to be sure.
Slips and claws to make sure.
Survival of a pack is endured.
Lone wolves stand but never wish to be.
Never wish to be alone.
But it makes the universe all the more
To protect under any weather.
Understanding War4:30 amMore Like This
War I don’t understand it
War against my neighbors I can’t consolidate it
War upon my soul I can’t negotiate it
War with others why even pursue it
Exodus the genes of such downfall
For why do we require such a feat?
Only needed in the most hopeless of times
So if that may be the only reason
Then why would we ever resort to this
War is despicable to this life
Our kind does not truly desire it
Only trapped within the eyes of a flame
Yearning to deal with such drastic tame
Making us slaves to its process
A forbidden tribulation to the shadows
Supposed to be locked away
Within our deepest treads
War is not meant to be surfaced
Upon the eyes of mortals
We should not be the ones in denial
Who would bear such infernal carnage?
The horrors war has done
Sadly only until all have relinquished
The tools that have encouraged
Shall we finally attain a world without war?
A world where it remains lore
To be only unleashed
When we have been far harassed
Drunk Off DesperationAct like an imbecileMore Like This
Just so you can hide your soul
It’s a shameful sort of suppression cell
What kind of person would ado like so
To cage a man who thinks he’s right
To a recluse of redemption holding a sash
To bind a woman who thinks she’s left
To a cruel fate all like a mash
Acting like two imbeciles
The youth still play it cool
Just to be sure to hide their souls
What kind of people would play such roles?
Are they by race or by cities.
Could it be the climate or durations.
Over the rainbow and across the horizons.
In the end times of one's universal light.
Breaking apart and reforming is a valid point.
But there comes days and nights when one must realize,
Where they originated from.
In order to strengthen the rest that are broken.
All for one and another for all.
Pieces Above The WaterfallJust let me moveMore Like This
Steady at this pace
Life is too much to take
All in at once
Friends have flown like eagles ahead
Some snail behind
Everyone has their own speed
To take them where they need
Rivers overflowing across waterfalls
Tears as fast as the rainfalls
Each drip containing downfalls
Of worries no one recalls
Because we that are left
Are moving against the downstream
Far away from the end
Always hoping for a new beginning
Where love is everywhere
From here to the shores
With streets lined of people near
Would be a most wondrous year
What exactly are my tasks?
I reflect them straight from the flask
Why do you wear such a mask?
Of questions from your doubts
When was life so heavy?
Full of puzzles and riddles
What happens when we drop?
All the masquerades about
Will it not be easier?
Could the weather not speak?
As if parent to child
That love is everywhere we listen
Peace with ourselves across the premier
Pieces of us we must track
Upon to get treasures
That only yourself can retriev
She Walks In LightShe walks in light down darkened pathsMore Like This
Despite the demons that hide within
She pays no mind to their siren calls
Nor a glance toward them does she send
With each and every burdened step
She knows the task she must complete
Though heavy fate rests on her shoulders
She can not stop to rest her feet
Through the shadows all around her
She must carry on
Even though she's terrified
Until the glowing break of dawn
Within us all the darkness lies
Afraid of light inside our souls
It's for us to shine that light
For us to make ourselves whole.
-Illuminate the darkness.
A Hymn for Two LoversOh what a sight!More Like This
Ah! What a sight to see!
Two lovers lying in the couch
Or waltz-walking in the street.
Who am I to stop and greet
And distract the union from itself?
To show what their love means to me?
Sitting here beside the pair
While their breath steams the air
My soul's sole desire
Is to catch the smiles he throws away.
To catch hold of that fire
And to catch it today!
I swear unto the Christ
I would pay any price
Be it meager or grand
To hold a girl's hand
Like he clutches hers!
I'd take a scourging rod
To see them with God
United right there!
In all the fires of this land
I would forever gladly stand
To be their best man!
And to be at their side
Through the cold winters night
So they may one day stand at mine!
That a girl with a wondrous mind
Be she course or be she refined,
To sit with my hand in her hair
For what else could I possibly care?
What in the world could I possibly want?
And when I go unto God
May he carry my funeral hod
And whisper a half muttered prayer
As I go in
Little Bitter BoyHow many mornings, cobweb whiteMore Like This
Have been spent on thoughts of you?
How many nights, coal dust dark
Have I cursed and cried o'er your name?
Words fail me, a fallow mind
Now foul and horse-heavy and dull.
No reason gave you, no trial, no jury
Only judge and scales and sword
You and I blind! That sword
Has hacked and doused dreams, hanged hopes
And put paid with pity all joy I held.
Not held! Borrowed from you! And dragged
Like a weed root, up and away and burned
Black with cruel hands!.