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Written: April, 16, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann

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From a deep weariness of the soul 
to the discomfort embedded in our bones.  
From shadowy areas arises brightness, 
where silhouettes move with heavy steps, 
in collective hardship and spirits.  
Answers quietly gather strength  
as ancient trees bent by tempests, 
we persist, rise, and exacerbate 
bitter tendrils creep in  
despite our competition,  
we uncover compassion.  
Each tear plants seeds of hope,  
and each sorrow bestows resilience 
joyfully dissatisfied  
We embrace life's cynicism, 
and appreciate health and love.

I find myself under the stars  
envisioning undefined tomorrows  
joyfully exasperated, caught in a paradox, 
possibilities for dance remain unseen  
regret overshadows happiness  
I feel as a mere shell of my true potential, 
I cherish the journey, but are we there yet?  
Being aware while dreaming  
Self-made and unconventional,  
Creating space for endless quiet reflection  
Restless yet serene,  
dreams surpass slumber,  
Despite my fears,  
I'm thankful for numerous blessings.

In autumn foliage, I meander 
highlighting the raw murmurs,  
heavy branches weigh on tall trees,  
a sense of lightness resides beneath  
In the dwindling afternoon chill  
hidden awareness warms me  
wisdom-laden peaks ascend  
their spires caress celestial aspirations  
I recline with every step  
surrendering to the present moment  
my heart is uncertain 
joyfully dissatisfied, I rise.

I rise
amid contradictions,  
I remain alone in my space  
a walking mystery
craving social acceptance  
akin to a shadowy river  
it frustrates me  
fears from inner demons freeze me 
at night, people seek solace through prayer  
such as fog, joy eludes our grasp  
hypocrisies fracture my thoughts  
overwhelmed by feelings of inadequacy  
Inner and outer voices scream at me  
I'm on the dividing line  
between purpose and lack of direction 
labels from superficial onlookers  
prejudices and anxieties lower my worth.

Elevating others clashes  
with shortcomings  
Refusal to see oneself as a victim  
while feeling victimized 
I hear society's harsh judgments  
racism brutal grip on the spirit 
seeks a voice amid chaotic crowds  
a genuine freedom to decide  
Isolation breeds richness  
uniformity confines  
an oddity in a  
role-oriented world  
anger is reasonable but damaging  
scars are hidden beneath visible wounds  
silently enduring,  
often contemplating escape
Invisible chains restrict interactions  
the struggle with societal norms is intense.

Dark clouds from the north  
gather swiftly.  
casting a shadow over the sapphire  
sky with sorrow.  
the rumbling thunder is overwhelming  
a strange chill runs down my spine  
a soft knock echoes at my door  
I hear murmurs within my walls 
eerily repeating my name  
years of joyful discontent  
freezing my transgressions  
in serene solitude  
a bleak mist covers  
this crumbling sanctuary 
peering through the curtains, I see despair  
crimson roses in  
my once-opulent garden,  
ashy, soaking into the earth.
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