Zarkana

Manifestation of the Mind

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Relieved by Zarkana, literature

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Relieved

Like two tigers fighting, we circle. Prepared to settle a dispute. One a white Bengal tiger and the other a Siberian. Step for step, growl for growl. We continue to dance and attempt to proclaim our rights. Each step unleashing a thunderous noise as if to relay a message. The dust slowly rises creating clouds around the paw. Still circling, waiting for the other to make the first move. Hours of pacing and not wanting to back done... the fight is finished. No blood shed and no battle scars to pride oneself. Never have I felt so relieved. It's done and over. We didn't get what we were seeking, but we have found peace. Peace of mi

Plexiglas Love by Zarkana, literature

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Plexiglas Love

Love is so one sided some times. I feel like I'm trapped behind Plexiglas. I'm enraged. I'm sad. I'm lonely. This thick barrier can withstand my fury that I unleash on it. It doesn't even budge an inch. Oh, how it mocks me. Not even profanities can cut a hole in this inanimate object. Walk away or continue to fight? Find some strength or find a pillow and sleep it off? What lies behind this unusually dense plastic? Ah my love... Are you fighting this Plexiglas as well? Are you on the other side thinking of me? Lets fight together to take this great wall down. Lets fight for one another. Oh, I see. You aren't there. I'll cont

Waiting Here by Zarkana, literature

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Waiting Here

She sits and waits for him. The sunlight slowly shifts from one window to another - from east to west. Night falls and she's still there... waiting. She hasn't moved and hasn't blinked. She just stares at the white door in front of her as if it was going to open magically by thought. The gleaming moon's beam enters the room, casting it's light on the girl. Her brown hair glistens as she breathes in and out. But once again, the moon light moves from one window to another - from east to west. Day breaks and she's still there... waiting.

Life by Zarkana, literature

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Life

Happiness is only in your dreams. It cannot be captured so it seems. Life is only about pain and sorrow. You just hope there is no tomorrow. A smile means nothing, But a tear means something. In this world today, People seem to be far away. Distant and discontent rules their hearts. For even the greatest couple parts. No love, no pain, no glory, no greed. But all of these are needed to feed The human soul it's nightly meal. Life this bad can't surely be real. ...or can it?