Author: Malakkc

i'm a survivorof 2 civilwars, Ghana, Lebanon, all before the age of 11. The result was immigration to 3 continents as a teen, which leaves an influence upon the soul that cries out for justice. My poetry and writing reflect that and more.

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Platinum Certificate  of Achievement for my poem, Heart’s Dialogue

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Heart’s Dialogue

Oh heart!
If you could speak
What would you say? A beat,
Two, three, a squeak,

A tweet, a butterfly’s wing
Swings in soaring flight
Letting the beats sing
Their song of freedom, bright

Diurnal light shimmers
In flight a beat of harmony
Starting within, speakers
Belt out optimism’s loyalty

To faith, Belief, humanity
Wearing blinders to pressures,
Social, career, imitators, honesty
That seems to be researchers

Of one’s identity in a world
Teaming with too much variety
Of labels that grind and bind
Our conformity into piety,

While the heart stomps
Into a tamtrum of morality
That doesn’t blend but clamps
Its hold, trying to drown your honesty.

Let your heart speak
It won’t steer you in directions
That deepen the morass that’s black,
Rather to happiness filled adulation.

©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️


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.

https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518

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Diploma for my poem,  Leave’s Lost Love

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Leaves’ Lost Love

We are at the cusp of diurnal times
When fall falls, leaves flee, and flown
Away into fleeting cooling breezes that crown
The tree tops in a bare coat of branches

And dying leaves whose love story
With the tree is as tragic as thee.
They try to stay connected with a fee
Of dried stems that can only cry

When the leaves finally fall
And their story ends in crackles,
Crunches of animals stepping on the backs
Of mummified soil with a tapestry full

Of golden, green, orange hues
Turning pallid the longer the stay
Before their love, weary of loss, play
The fools as they’re swept into pues

And cues to be taken and turned
Into paper for schools. The poor leave’s
Story of love is rejuvenated with heaves
A sigh of true connection with child

Whose doodles, words sweep
The pain of loss into sweeter
Reverence to new connections, beautifier
Of emotions that are expressed and deep.

©️ Malak kalmoni chehab©️

https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518

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Diploma Certificate  for my poem, Unbridgable Differences

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Unbridgable Differences

Their heartfelt embrace broke
With the quaking ground that tore, tore
Them apart and flooded the chasm that spoke
Of differences, unbridgable, a core, core

So radically divergent from the other
That rickety, flimsy slats bound, bound
By fraying ropes fall short to cover
The water separating a union found, found

In red’s passionate shroud dissipating
In a cloud of vapor where souls, souls
Soar into the ritulant sunset, grasping
For one another in a spiritual stroke of ghouls

Whose envy, susurations, capitulation
To pressures of a world of depravity, depravity
That bolsters disunity when coordination
And sacrifice would have paved a byway, byway

To an enduring love where spirits
And passion meet on a plane, plane
Of convergence, compassion whose flights
Soar with imagination into utopia’s crane, crane.

Slumbering passively on such power
Of love’s adulation is a great loss, Loss
To both parties and society for the coffer
Than holds sacred bonds collapse, collapse.

©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️

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.

https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518


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Award of Appreciation for my poem,  Existing Isn’t Living

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Existing Isn’t Living

‘I exist, therefore I am’
Doesn’t mean you’re alive,
Rather it means you exist in time
Without breaking the trend, a hive

Of bees are alive, having
One aim: either securing pollen,
Or making honey, or the queen, all striving
To make life bearable, never fallen

For each has a purpose, design
That pushes their ambition,
So, like the bee, we must be, a fine
Line not to be crossed, for noble characterization.

©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️

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.

https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518

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Review and Certificate of Excellence for my poem, The Syren’s Serenade, by Dominique E. Albano

Malak Kalmoni. Chehab

Your poem, “The Syren’s Serenade,” perfectly captures the essence of the theme “Moonlit Tides.” The moonlit setting and the use of tidal metaphors effectively evoke the idea of powerful emotions and movements.

Here’s a breakdown of your poem:

– The syren’s serenade represents the call of hope and humanity, urging people to take a stand against adversity.
– The moonlit sky and waves create a sense of wonder and beauty, contrasting with the struggles and hardships faced by those in the poem.
– The themes of survival, faith, love, and empathy are woven throughout the poem, highlighting the resilience of the human spirit.


Your poem effectively explores the theme, and the line count is accurate.

Congratulations 👏

Thank you for the honor and your hard work. Mostly, thank you for the critique that demands i raise my writing to a higher level.

The Syren’s Serenade

The syren serenades the waves
To a symphony of tunes that raves
About the moonlit sky filled with stars
Telling stories of outrageous quests

Some for saving loved ones as they traips
Into dangerous mountains, never fails
To entertain, garner emotional travails
Of terror, survival, guilt, regret for losses quails

The strength of faith, Belief in the quests,
Yet, they listen to the serenade of nights
Filled with wild sounds, crackling fires, that fights
The darkness of despair’s hold that blights

Happiness’ divinity that always gladdens
The soul in gratitude for the simple gardens
That grow In eternal darkness within heaven’s
Parade of scintillating beauties that never listens

To the cry of those sailors whose homes
Are all they wish for, for there peace comes
Within the arms of loved ones whose
Love, empathy bind them to the cause,

A cause whose tides rise in the night
But caress the shore In the fight
For taking a stand with humanity
Never resting till peace isn’t wishful thinking.

©️Malak kalmoni chehab ©️

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.

https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518

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Overall Winner in Rapid poetry

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

Writing is a medium for rebellion,

Change, new perspectives,  compassion,

An emotional diary of self-expression.

©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️

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.

https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518

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Certificate of Achievement for my poem,  Child Within

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Child Within

The world is in despair,
What a great pair
My dog and I fair
As we jump, hop with flair.

Yes, chaos reigns,
But the soul of the child remains
My best defense as it stains
The world In pains.

So I posture my inner Child
Whose laughter is a great ride,
Whose love has no pride,
Whose enjoyment is never a grind.

Live like that child in simplicity,
Don’t overthink the atrocity,
Don’t stress the depravity,
Do live in harmony.

©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️

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.

https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518

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Accolade for my poem, Leave’s Lost Love

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

Leaves’ Lost Love

We are at the cusp of diurnal times
When fall falls, leaves flee, and flown
Away into fleeting cooling breezes that crown
The tree tops in a bare coat of branches

And dying leaves whose love story
With the tree is as tragic as thee.
They try to stay connected with a fee
Of dried stems that can only cry

When the leaves finally fall
And their story ends in crackles,
Crunches of animals stepping on the backs
Of mummified soil with a tapestry full

Of golden, green, orange hues
Turning pallid the longer the stay
Before their love, weary of loss, play
The fools as they’re swept into pues

And cues to be taken and turned
Into paper for schools. The poor leave’s
Story of love is rejuvenated with heaves
A sigh of true connection with child

Whose doodles, words sweep
The pain of loss into sweeter
Reverence to new connections, beautifier
Of emotions that are expressed and deep.

©️ Malak kalmoni chehab©️

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.

https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518


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Certificate of Excellence for my poem, Pumpkin

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Pumpkin

Who am I?
I’m orange, oblong, striped,
And used by Cinderella’s
Fairy godmother in a chariot
Fit for a princess!

Who am I?
I’m still orange, some yellow,
Others green and pear like,
It’s used with a scarecrow
To scare off birds and scavengers, kite
Like in their freedom to perch, alone.

Who am I?
I’m the perfect accoutrement
To Thanksgiving dinners with
Joy, appreciation, laughter that comment
On the importance of being together with our breath
Mingling with loved ones in a moment we treasure.

Who am I?
I’m the unsung hero of Thanksgiving
Used in sweet and savory dishes
Used as a lamp for decoration of living
Homes who create a world of grinches,
Monsters, ghosts, and gools for entertaining.

©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️

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.

https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518

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Diploma for my poem,  Her Aromatic Windowseat

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Her Aromatic Windowseat

She looks out of her window
Where the darkness covers the world
Beyond her room filled with pink roses, in low
Vases, littered on her windowsill, not a coward,

She watches the storm brew from within,
Safe in her harbor, a haven of scents adorn
Her with mystique, incomparable to the crow who built in
Its home outside her window in a flow of corn

Ears reaching up to the sky, pleading,
Pleading for rain to steep the soil with
Life giving water, rejuvenating, healing,
Giving abundance where famine takes away breath

Of life on a scorching summer day.
She watches, lightning flutter in brilliant light
As thunder booms its might, scaring those in play
With extenuating fright whose plight

Will drown out their fears, replacing
Them with a pinhole of hope shining
Through the darkest raven blackness flying
Into the sky with optimism sparking

A deluge of creativity unbound by earthy
Trifles that bog the soul into a rut of endless routine.

©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️

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.

https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518