Being a Saint is boring, Always the good deeds, never frowning, Yet we know that your aim Is to be the best and claim Sainthood, but knowing that your Humanity is your downfall, emotions a chore To suppress, overcome your vulnerability That’s inculcated in your DNA, not a probability Rather a truth that needs accepting, Acknowledging its veracity by proclaming That Sainthood is goal, unachievable But still you try to reach the possible.
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
The sparrow always came Hopped a few steps, never lame As he carefully sniffs if danger Is present before moving closer
To the old man who feeds him, his family Daily. Slowly as not to scare the gnarly Fingers away, he wades slowly To his friend and nuzzles his hand, barely
Touching, yet it’s enough to connect Sharing a moment of perfect Understanding that the sparow Visits more than the man’s family as life’s flow
Tangles them in chores leaving Him out of the loop while his preaching Is shared by the sparrow while nature Awakens, hibernates, changes in pure
Reflection of the old man’s life Whose autumn years are numbered, rife With pain, inconsolable fore the wife Is long gone, kids busy, but the show lives in life.
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
From BLM to ICE raids From a home to rubble From fields of olives to burnt lands From stealing old olive trees To destroying homes From armies helping settlers, Be oppressive to decimation of properties From innocence to disillusionment, From childhood to ancient wisdom From mobs striving for justice To being over policed by injustice, From free speech to changing The narrative to better suit their storytelling, A new version of reality, lies That destroy virtues, moralities, And decency that an integral part of our humanities.
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
As the empty, lonely bench Stands alone in the field’s empty lane That was filled with pattering feet, clench Their hands together, riding, running, fain
The need to socialize, expanding Energy, that seems boundless, Enjoying the freedom of summer, fleeting, As those moments become heartless
Dissipating into the waiting emptiness Of autumn’s fiery colors blessedly Oblivious that summer’s cheer Has bloomed into the sky’s grey, charcoaly
Horizon, never to return the same But better, if one appreciates their Significance: nature’s hibernation came With a time in spring, rejuvenation’s care
That dares to bloom again, From a seeming emptiness that’ll Gain depth, strength, beauty that’ll train The eye into its wondrous refrain.
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
I’m humbled, flabbergasted by the honor of having a chapter for my 2 poems about Gaza. The topic of Gaza, the humanitarian problems, genocide that has been ongoing for almost 3 years has had a deep effect on me. Knowing that I have access to simple utilities, taken for granted, is in and on itself difficult to digest. Even worse is the fact that when hunger striked and International Aid locations opened up, the Palestinians were shot down simply for trying to stay alive.
This Anthology, link below, is a collaboration of international poets who agree on the fact that peace is necessary, humanity is failing Palestinians, and our pens, minds are our rebellion.
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
She soars free into space Her raven black hair flows Like wings behind her as she thrown Her head back in appreciation, grace
And contemplation of the woes Left behind as she raises her arms Back in a dancer’s pose covered in sheer palm’s Leaves in bronze, contrasting with black sky that rose
In stars and blots of light Surrounding her lovingly As harmony from within translates outwardly And brightens the sky in a spotlight
Of infinite possibilities as imagination Takes a deep dive into the stratosphere Hugging her form in jewels that peer Into her soul, ready to steal her fraternization
With a world in chaos, yet she imposes Her absolute wonder with the simplicity She reduces the world for her to flee captivity Of depravity’s prison, shakles like roses.
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
Sitting on the tip of the crescent moon Dangling her legs, pushing off, swinging As though the moon embraced her in a cocoon Of life’s laughter, lighter than lightning,
Brighter than the stars’ brilliance, A comforter of the soul closer To heaven’s doors, seating, no coincidence That the moon hovers, never a loser,
But changes everyday in looks From crescent to full moon, Each highlights its own beautiful hooks That enliven hope like a boon,
A boon from GOD to humanity, A circle of dazzling blessings Enrobing my imagination, flowy Possibilities into dreams, not guessings,
No certainty that the light of poetry shines To guide her plight into a roadmap Of strength built on patience, never fines Her more than she can conquer in a lap.
As she swings on memories that mirror Her plight of losses that flow Like the changes in the moon, a bower For rest as I swing under the full moon’s glow.
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
revolting against lies,” what an admirable theme, Malak! It is a great feat to oppose deceit! There is so much destructive moral corruption flooding our society with lies that I fear it is becoming dangerous to protest. We must resist and your poem is a beautiful call to that cause. The innocent victims of atrocities are waiting for some sort of justice. We as onlookers require redemption. Your writing is wonderful, so powerfully and profoundly expressed. The rhymes and rhythm are splendid. Thanks so much for sharing this superb poem! By, Linda Powers O’Dell
Ignoring Lies
As the media plays its deceptive role In the humanitarian atrocities taking place, We witness two radically, opposing Perspectives playing out without understanding
Which reality takes precedence, Nor which realities are factual without presence Of alterations to increase dramatization That skews perspectives of oppression
And horror of the atrocities faced By victims of an unending war, as they prayed For absolution of their sins while witnessing Death’s magnanimous stealth, stealing
Away an easy end with a suffucating breath That gurgles out, indecisive if life is better than death. Who’s to say that opposing deceit Is NOT a great feat?
Honesty in revolting against lies Awakens consciousness that pries Away the screen that’s hoodwinked Those who wished for ignorance that burdened
Them with the knowledge Of their own moral corruption on a ledge That destroys without question By enforcing rules of misplaced adulation.
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023
Malak Kalmoni. Chehab Fantastic mirror and concrete poem, Malak! In your first stanza the first seven lines decrease in number of syllables, (10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 3,) and then like a phoenix rising, the next seven lines increase, (3, 2, 6, 8, 8, 8, 8.) The last three lines are a preamble to your inspiring cascading refrain to embracing the future and starting anew like the glorious phoenix. The ruins and rubble of your first lines are wonderfully poignant; the central cause, ambition, is powerfully emphasized by repetition. You subtly acknowledge its benefits but deplore how it creates wealth that is used to dominate others. The cycles of the phoenix seem to be the way of the world. Superb inventive and thoughtful poetry! Brava!! By, Linda Powers O’Dell
A visual poem Phoenix’s Rise
The Phoenix will rise out of the ashes Ashes of fire, destruction, rubble, Rubble of buildings of cement, Cement that housed families, Families whose lives ruined, Ruined by ambition, Ambition! Ambition. Power Power of politics, Politics and economy, Economy that leads to wealth, Wealth that is revered for its breadth, Breadth to dominate those with less, Less money, connections, Connections, compelling Compelling survivors in
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My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
Poetry for Change 