Deemflum Falls
In the icy winter frost, the visit
To Niagara Falls is a balm on a troubled
Soul whose daily anxieties transform into mist
That continually rise above the falls, unmoved
By the chaotic madness of a world
Filled with death, murder, violence,
And destruction that require you to hold
Onto your sanity by turning to the deemflum face
Of letting your worries evaporate,
Like the misty fog, into skies so blue,
They pierce into a heart rarely in sync with fate
As the cacophony of splashing sheets of true
Blue raise your spirit into a haven
Of quietude balanced by the icy
Crunch of frozen shelves shedding cotton
Balls through the air like rainy
Pellets that strike a balance
Between the reality and what’s imaginary.
©️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
