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Certificate Diploma for my poem:

Thank you, administrators, for the accolade and your hard work.  It is highly appreciated.

Love’s Tune

Oh ye longing for life’s love
Hoping that holding hands
Heralds peace’s heavenly heaving hearts
Warming away the ice, waylaying the dove

Whose mighty hope in a world
That throws tantrums if the heart
Falls for its soul mate, whose burst
Of lava of emotions is a refrain that hold

A symphony of their making,
Dancing, singing to its tune,
At times frisky, bluesy, romantic, straining
To hear what’s unheard, love in a dune

That breezes alter and never
Croon in rhythm of trends that bloom
In antithesis to love’s truer
Form that never lets down the groom.

©️ 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 Diploma for my poem: Love’s Tune

Thank you, administrators, for the accolade and your hard work.  It is highly appreciated.

Love’s Tune

Oh ye longing for life’s love
Hoping that holding hands
Heralds peace’s heavenly heaving hearts
Warming away the ice, waylaying the dove

Whose mighty hope in a world
That throws tantrums if the heart
Falls for its soul mate, whose burst
Of lava of emotions is a refrain that hold

A symphony of their making,
Dancing, singing to its tune,
At times frisky, bluesy, romantic, straining
To hear what’s unheard, love in a dune

That breezes alter and never
Croon in rhythm of trends that bloom
In antithesis to love’s truer
Form that never lets down the groom.

©️ 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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Prickly Rose

The thorn in the rose rose
To prick and pick the pose
Of the stone staying style
Of bone that bosses boys
From tome to tome to
Cover conversations in cold
Winter storms that hinder the hearer
From accepting and acknowledging
Avarice that alienates avowels
Of loyalty, love, and lies
That embue endless enmity.

https://at.tumblr.com/malakkc-poetry/prickly-rose/qaapzwsv1nat