Poetry for Change
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PEACEFUL
Perfect purity is putty, muddy
Endlessly being turned into war
Anchoring evil doers in thrones of power
Carnivorous in their cruelty, heinous
Evil activity that needs to be repudiated
Far into a cave to emprison them so the
Umbrella of peaceful camaraderie that
Lent humanity a community of unity.
©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️
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Gentle Core
Look, look upon the Azure blue sea
It shines brilliantly of hope for all to see,
No storms, battles, violent death mar
Its crystalline shores with dismantled bodies, far
From blemish free for purity, innocence
That need to flourish in childish
Wonder, grow their curiosity without polish
So their imagination is catapulted
Into the stratosphere of flight, never endangered
For war is a foreign concept without gore
They thrive on challenges galore
That make a humongous score
Into inventions, creations that never bore,
Using them To improve life’s spore
That’s harvested with gentle kindness of the core.
©️ 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
Malak Kalmoni. Chehab Wow, Malak, a double acrostic, these are not easy and yours is fantastic! Not precisely an acrostic as the ending words don’t always begin with the beginning letter of the line, but I find this to be an exciting innovation. Your vocabulary and images are so stirring, quite emotionally moving! Throughout, you are calling poignantly for peace, for a symphony of souls united. If only all would renounce violence, the “constant and cacophony of death!” Superb poem!! By Linda Powers O’Dell
Double Acrostic
WAR’S VICTORIES
Wallowing in War’s endless cycle of laW
Amplifyies the voices of victors who stAnd
Reviewing their accomplishments of destRuction
Steal the visuals of those combating for Survival
Villains of evil violence stand as their Vision
Issues a constant cacophony of death Instead of
Carefully striving towards a lasting peaCe
Tasting its victory as murder is sTopped
Outlasting the carnage into a symphOny of
Rousing screams, strikes, congRegations
Intermixing races, religions, absolute harmonIes
Eternally standing together pledging symEtry,
Symphony around the victories of peaceS
©️ 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
Malak Kalmoni. Chehab Fantastic use of images of fire, flames, explosions, and burning, Malak! Your thematic repetitions and sharp images make us face directly the tragedies of war, wars fought stupidly for supremacy. By using rhyming couplets, you create a montage of horrors and impending disasters. Congratulations on this powerful protest poem so rich with thrilling images!! By, Linda Powers O’Dell
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Fire, Fire
Fire, fire, burning so bright,
So many fires needing to be put out!
Fires of explosions of wars,
Death and dying vying for supremacies,
Amputees trying to outrun the burning
Fires of bombs, exploding cars, gas hissing
And licking up the flames in flight
To overwhelm everything it touches and brought
New life to the dancing flaming fields
Where farms used to be full of buds.
Fire, fire, burning bright into the night,
A flag of might, as it poors over a fight
To live in love within a world burning
In chaos of its making, sizzling
Like the charcoal grilled bird,
Linked in pain of being burned.
Fire, Fire, burning me inward
As loss and grief drowns me when I had
A burning fire for the future
To look forward to, that’s now a jailer
Of captured dreams, up in flames
As depressing fire rages in a gamut of times
Of blistering hell fires, eternally slithering,
Simmering, spreading, engulfing, quietly smothering.
©️ 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
Malak Kalmoni. Chehab Your descriptions of autumn are glorious, Malak! Comparing the fallen leaves to a lion’s mane is brilliant, especially as you connect them with fallen glory. Then you extend your metaphor to humans: it takes courage, the heart of a lion, to drop our pretenses and show our true selves, vulnerable though they may be. Surviving the freeze of winter our spirits gallop toward renewal, all the joys of rebirth. Wonderful structure, rhythm and rhymes! Marvelous poem!!
I didn’t know about lion’s mane, both the orange flowering plant and the mushroom that grows on trees, such an amazing thing! By, Linda Powers O’Dell
Lamb’s Flourish
As the colors of fall turn into reds,
Yellows, burnished greens, browns,
That scatter the ground in their lion’s
Mane, their fallen glory, sad domains
Where it takes the heart of a lion
To shed your colorful dress of a parroting wren,
Exposing your vulnerability, a lamb in a pen,
Waiting for nature’s freeze to be a hen
That protects her chicks from the cold
Breeze stirring death in a breath, bold
Stealth to hand over death to the unsuspecting old
Bones, trunks, plants, whose hold
On life is precarious, but chance’s
Regalia leads the weak into a prance’s
Gallop towards spring, burgeoning lances
Of beauty, strength, flowing stealing glances
At the reappearing hues of greens
Enshrining nature with a depth that preens
With its glory of colors, resounding in ferns
Hanging onto trees, like burrs, never spurns
The life flowing through vains
Flooding feelings of powerful cranes
Spreading through the undergrowth in pains
Of rebirth’s splendor and grains.
Let the lion’s mane flourish
On the grounds, never selfish
In sharing its beauty, that’ll never perish
As long as you believe in the glow of the parish.
©️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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Title – Orphans of War
Orphaned children of war,
Are hungry for peace that’ll crease
Away the trauma that resides, never sees
The light after wounds, amputations that are core
To surviving the war. As children
Whose childhood was decimated
By loss, parents, safety, laughter, loved,
Replaced by uncertainty, confusion, a burden
To those who survived with them, unable
To function in a world where war
Is the norm, peace is a broken contract far
From the ideals of humanity that are incomparable.
©️ Malak kalmoni chehab
Debashrita Basu
Wars are nothing but a destruction of humanity
Loss of kindness, sympathy and love
Domination of a power over the world
Killings of many innocent women and children
Many physical scars are there
But psychological scars will never be decreased
It will destroy the innocence of children
Who are the victims of wars
Orphans of wars
Become victims of permanent fear and anxiety
Their sufferings are equal to God’s sufferings
Their pain means a lot.
©️ Debashrita Basu
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
Thank you for the honor and your hard work.
Secrets of the Bear
A dirty stuffed white bear
Thrown, thrown with the blue
Garbage bags haphazardly bare
The signature of disowning the few
Possessions that have lived
Through childhood’s changes
As growing is synonymous to dispossessed
Of imagination’s flow in ages
Where a bear’s innocent eyes
Bare witness to catastrophic
Events, from divorce, to cries
Of violence, to bombs that are cathartic
In their release of pent up emotions
That only the innocent bear perceives
And gives succor where hidden sensations
Are incubated within this cuddly stuffies
Innocently hidden for years
Before the child feels strong enough
To survive without his secret prayers’
Confidant who seems to be rough
Around the edges, but still soft
To the touch as he imparts comfort
In the imprisoned loft
Where tears poores out in the fort
Of his making, where secrets
Are hidden, trauma rises, pain
Transmute into rivers of bloody tests
Overcome with faith, ethics enliven
The soul with power
Suffusing limbs, heart
To be stronger
And live longer, healthier.
©️ 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
Malak Kalmoni. Chehab Beautiful mirroring poem, Malak, contrasting darkness and light like matter/antimatter images. Each stanza swells, expands and then contracts, like a realization of an important truth, an insight. The first is a powerful trip through the shadows of death, the dominion of the devil and the damned. The second stanza is a heavenly reprieve, a victory over destroying deviltry. Creatiing these two realms, your images are fantastic, original and elegantly presented. Excellent, dramatic poem!! By Linda Powers O’Dell
Death’s Light
Dark,
Razor sharp,
Claws of nails torn,
Horns of hell adorn
The souls of evils that step
Into the obscure, winding well to help
Those damned souls to reach
The pinprick of light breach
The diabolic breath, laugh,
Full of a pestilent cuff,
Shadowy death,
Lingering,
Stealing
Life
Turned
To death.
Dark.
Light,
Souls so bright,
Cleave the way to flight.
Soar in a cyclone’s might,
Into a haven of promised delight.
Tell your tale in whispers fiery
In their warmth and stealthy
In their fight against deviltry,
Whose hold is sturdy
But crumbles
When faced
With
Light.
©️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
Malak Kalmoni. Chehab Wow, Malak, congratulations on such a powerful, historical poem! The state oppressing the people is an ages old story, but you make it come completely and authentically alive. Your images are quite extraordinary, beautiful in their precision and force. Gut-wrenching and heart breaking, this amazing poem speaks to the pain of cruel injustice. I believe this is an extremely important poem and should be widely read wherever apartheid held or is holding sway, wherever its effects are still felt. Bravo!!! 👏👏👏 by: Linda Powers O’Dell
War’s ABCs
Arms, armor, tanks, drones,
Bombs explode in streets where
Children, women, elderly
Dive for protection from shrapnel
Entering organs, amputating limbs,
Fearing the fiery hell they hide in homes
Gravely hazardous for their foundation
Has been shaken by continuously
Imploding heat, vibrations from bombs
Jumping into their perimeter to
Keep natives from procreating and
Living lives in harmony that traverses
Many generations, cut by decimation of
Numerous family trees buried under ruins
Omnifarious combining rubble, dead bodies,
Petrification of survivors, amputees, whose
Quandary lies in how to survive the guilt
Restricting each breath they take while
Seeming to live, while knowing the
Truth about the transience of life
Under occupation, Apartheid,
Vainly holding onto their tattered,
Wasteland of a broken open air prison.
©️ 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
Thank you for the honor and your hard work.
Day of Genocide
A day in the life
Of genocide takes a knife
To the throat of wife,
Children, elderly and all strife
Wishing peace were rife
Without death but life,
Mutilation, amputation, knife,
Rape, horrors uncatalogued, riffle,
Hidden, hidden in the destruction, stiffle
Corpses rotting, dogs eating fetuses, sniffle
With decency, compassion that’s a knife
To the death of humanity’s conscience for life,
As the death toll explodes like a meatloaf,
People cry out from hunger, stiff
From lack of nourishment while grief
Takes them into an abyss of loss, while belief
In freedom, equality, humanity are cut off by the knife.
©️ 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
Poetry for Change 