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Accolade and Review for my poem,  We Did Everything

Thank you for the honor and your hard work. The day i get a review is always a good one, whether it’s good or bad is irrelevant to me, as I want a reaction.

We Did Everything

We did all we could …
Yet, genocide is as deadly as beheading,
Death is as real as your breathing,
Living is as traumatic as a horrifying cloud.

We did all we could …
But child amputees are running marathons
To survive but another day as pawns
Of politics that’s gross as it hammered

That “We did all we could”, clause
That left pregnant mothers to die,
Elderly to fry in fire’s explosive dye,
Fathers to be scattered in pieces in cruel cries

That “We did all we could”, was
Said to assuage politicians’ conscious
While knowing their endeavors were shackled in pious
Prison, whose doctrine permits rapes,

Whose haze in, “We did all we could”,
Evaporates in the fog of time that flies
Without scheduling its prime in trauma that cries
Out to be understood, yet, their voices loud

And proud in the hopeful quagmire of guilt
Of surviving, whole or not, presses
In the abyss of despair where hopeless
Orphaned, erased families, press to built.

©️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, Rose’s Deity

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

Roses’ Deity

Oh Aphrodite,  your white roses
Bloom to honor your deity, a groom
Of reverence to unwavering gloom
That pricked himself and turned them reds.

Yet those peaceful doves bestow
Calm innocence facing despair
With only thorns as weapons to repair
The damage done to the chaos that’ll blow

Up in the faces of those who’ve
Forgotten the hymns of gratitude
That revel in atonement embued
In simple living, where new beginnings have

Been lauded for their vision
Of graceful kindness, given, returned,
Through the fragile fairness, whose scent attracted
Its audience into presiding over confusion

With leadership in radiance,
Transparent in its intentions,
Gracious in its need for interventions
That create connections, reverence

For simple human kindness.

©️ 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 for Active Participation in Lead Pen

Thank you for the honor and your hard work. I’m always honored when I receive this award, as it feels like cheating when I enjoy the work so much. Reading and writing poetry is not a hobby, it is a must for my sanity. It helps me connect to authors, their worries, dreams, perception of esthetics,  and the medium they use to express them. To all the poets, writers out there, don’t give up after a few rejections, take up the challenge to improve on your writing techniques and take pride in all you do.

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 and Review for my poem,  Wile’s Scare

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

Wile’s Scare

Scare, tremble, jump, at the sound:
‘Beep, Beep’, the roadrunner makes
Screaming his arrival, quietly, takes
A great toll of Cayote, who’s always found

Unsuspecting of a visit from a ‘frienemy’
Whose competitive nature shines
As he beeps to alert the predator, in lines
Simple as can be, that he’s the enemy.

The cartoon is a live memory
Of laughter and smiles at antics
That astound, still ground a laugh as he picks
A ledge to scare to Cayote over hi folly

For being unprepared for the Beep,
Beep that always makes him aware
That prey and predator revere
Playing games with each, taking a leap

Of faith the trick will work, as Roarunner
Gleefully watches Cayote’s fall
From grace in a rolling ball
Hitting obstacles as he laughs like a hyena.

Those were the days of innocence
That steered our lives into pranks
That got either laughs or cries that packs
Quite a punch in either case.

©️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 Appreciation for my poem, Warriors in Sheep Skin

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

Warriors in Sheep Skin

Warriors dressed in sheeps’ clothing
Fight, as warriors are wont to fight,
Let your voices rise, Soar like a kite,
Cross oceans of fright, conquering

Hearts with words of peace,
Empathy, compassion for humanity
That has fallen astray, accepting fraticide
As a way of life, unquestioningly

Some follow like the sheep they are,
While others use every medium,
From comedy, literature, criticism,
Painting, sculpting, all in their way fare

And pair their visions of peace
Fighting, unnoticed by many,
But those affected by their kindly
Actions have only gratitude that’ll fleece

Despair into an abyss where peace
Reigns in warrior stance in pride
That freedom fighters are framed in place
By the courts of the people who don’t hide.

©️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, Veiled Butterfly

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

Veiled Butterfly

Her veil of flowers and butterflies
Flit around her head as her eyes
Wander into the night skies.

Her beauty shines through
Her astounding eyes of blue,
Framed by lashes of a brownish hue.

Her rosy lips stutter with each
Winged flap, trying vainly to catch
The flight of the butterfly and latch

Onto its fringes and take flight
With her fantasms in direct conflict
With reality’s nightmarish bite.

Her lashes flutter as her revelry
Into a utopian wonder clashes sensibly
With a reality where her veil is horribly

Marred by Stereotypes that bind
Perceptions of beauty of the mind
To terrorist activities that make you grind

Your frustrations for a lack of understanding
And communication that’s building
Roadblocks that inhibit freedom of living.

©️ 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, accolade, and 3rd place for my poem, We Did Everything

Thank you for the accolade and your hard work. It’s highly appreciated.

We Did Everything

We did all we could …
Yet, genocide is as deadly as beheading,
Death is as real as your breathing,
Living is as traumatic as a horrifying cloud.

We did all we could …
But child amputees are running marathons
To survive but another day as pawns
Of politics that’s gross as it hammered

That “We did all we could”, clause
That left pregnant mothers to die,
Elderly to fry in fire’s explosive dye,
Fathers to be scattered in pieces in cruel cries

That “We did all we could”, was
Said to assuage politicians’ conscious
While knowing their endeavors were shackled in pious
Prison, whose doctrine permits rapes,

Whose haze in, “We did all we could”,
Evaporates in the fog of time that flies
Without scheduling its prime in trauma that cries
Out to be understood, yet, their voices loud

And proud in the hopeful quagmire of guilt
Of surviving, whole or not, presses
In the abyss of despair where hopeless
Orphaned, erased families, press to built.

©️Malak kalmoni chehab ©️
Simile: line:  1, 2, 3, 7
Oxymoron: line: 14
Synesthesia: line: 21

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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Community Champ Award

I continue to be humbled by this award, although all I really do is apply my hobby, reading poetry, to assess if they fit the guidelines of the group.  I love the fact that it’s appreciated,  don’t get me wrong,  but it feels fraudulent as I enjoy it so much!

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 2025.

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

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166 Views last week!!! OMG!

The beauty of this application is that it summarizes the digital footprint on the website for me.  This is the second time my viewers have increased this drastically! I’m flabbergasted by the support of each and everyone of you. I wish I knew what I did differently to get this many views so that I can repeat the experience over and over again!

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, Practice Run

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

Practice Run

Potted plants are sentinels to the mirror
Whose framed crown is of golden leaves, a proper
Accoutrement to the geometric carpet for

The bride’s solo walk down the hall
Where glass lets the ritulant ball
Of sunny rays fall

And highlight the beauty walking
In her silvery white mini dress, swaying
To the music only she’s hearing

In her head. Her hair flows around
Her naked shoulders covered
Only by a spaghetti strap held

In place by a sweetheart bust,
With a pencil skirt, shiny studs, a must
To twinkle with a flare that places lust

Invisible in the hearts of men
For she’s not theirs to pen-
In like a hen.

Though she glitters in sophistication,
She’s a simple woman needing adoration,
Returning it a thousand fold in construction

Of a family filled with unity,
Acceptance, support, faith whose sheeny
Gleam encompasses their home with sunny

Dispositions that help them flow
And navigate a world of chaos that’ll blow
Their illusions of a world that’s all faux.

©️ 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