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Certificate of Distinction for my poem,  Mother, Inner Voice

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Mother, Inner Voice

Your mother’s voice echoes
In your mind, always reminding
You of her love, support, never abscomding
When difficulties arise but throws

Her power, a heated, weighted blanket
That smothers away the pain
As though it never happened, a grain
Of annoyance, no more, for she’s a banquet

Of facets that thrive on discontent
For she’s the glue that holds
Your fractured parts within her folds
Of love, bolstering your confident

Side, propelling you into decisions
That keep you moving forward.
Her time, efforts are, at times, unappreciated
For her honesty cuts deeper than a scalpel’s precisions.

Make sure that when the time
Comes, you’re by her side, supporting
Her as she did you, for youth’s trembling
Dissipates into old age and puts her in a frame.

©️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,  Symphony of Harmony

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Symphony of Harmony

The soft white snow is falling
Blanketing the world in peaceful
Harmony, where jingles soar in joyful
Solidarity, blending hopes, dreams strumming

Words of uniting families and enemies,
Erasing negativity,  murder with the priority
Of funding hope, compassion,  Humanity
As we get together facing dangers in symphonies.

©️ 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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The Groundsel Weed

Woman in my dreams,
Hazy features covered, as you please,
By groundsels whose hairy filaments
Soar around her, blankets
Her from head to toe,
Trying vainly to get closer to blow
Its velvety softness in a Tornado
Of white that sweeps in an elegant flow.

She contemplates its fragility,
Wondering at the reality
Of how daintily flimsy
Its flower is, while its stem is definitely
Rooted in her heart, prettily
Proving it’s longevity.

She reverently catches a blowing
Head, as she admires its flowing
Dance, whose strength is glowing
In a sensual litany that’s dizzying.

Dream of the flower that nestles
Its thorns into delicate hearts
That beats for imagination that bleeds.

©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️