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Cycle of Time, Silver Certificate of excellence

Cycle of Time

Sands of time start with a babe’s
Conception of sperm and ovules,
Its development takes time;
Birth is a necessary hardship for the crime
Of having a babe to nurture and instill
Ethics, beliefs that take root
And can’t be uprooted by a boot.
Into adulthood, it grows and will fill

The shoes that were too large,
But now, too tight as it’s surpassed its cage,
Soared to become a leader, humane
In treatment of others and transcend the bane
Of chaotic filled desires that blinds
Your progress. In time, you’ll regress
Into infancy’s needs while powerless to halt the demise
Of what you’ve forged, ending up loose sands.

©️Malak kalmoni chehab ©️

My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms, including Amazon

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

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Death’s Door, Certificate of Excellence

Death’s Door

The time for death is near,
Near the hearth of family,
Family, whose the sole perpetrator,
Perpetrator of unconditional love.
Love, that’s the ravager of loneliness,
Loneliness that drives despair,
Despair, that’s the cultivator
Cultivator of dispossessed souls,
Souls that needed love, received brutality.
Brutality that’s emotional and physical,
Physical breaks that takes ages,
Ages to mend, but never overcome,
Overcome completely the degradation,
Degradation of Death’s door that opens
Opens for all aggressors who’ve torn,
Torn away at your confidence.
Confidence that you rip out of their palms,
Palms that are covered in blood,
Blood of the innocent who survived,
Survived hell on earth and won,
Won the war over death’s door.

©️Malak kalmoni chehab ©️

Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, my book is on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards.

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

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Happy Thanksgiving

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Thankful for all I have, and never

Hate others for having more.

Another year and my appreciation grows

Never stopping its exponential climb.

Kneeling before GOD, the only, 

Serving one another the way

GOD commanded us to be brothers,

Including love of all, while

Vying for HIS benevolence as we

Inquire about the reasoning for events

Glorifying death, murder, and immorality.

©️Malak kalmoni chehab ©️

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Prison and/ or Liberty

“I, a bird from a confined prison, sings for liberation because of the death of liberty.” Mayyu Hamim

When the power of the pen is stronger than the image it represents, people start accepting their confined prison as their only reality.  However, when a people have been confined for decades, their only recourse is no longer humanity’s humanitarian help, but rather a spiritual one, where they rely on justice in the afterlife instead of that of politicians.

For all those who’ve been murdered unnecessarily in Congo, Somalia, Palestine, Bosnia/ Herzegovina, India, Rohinga, and many more, our hearts are bleeding with yours. Plus, if my only contribution is a word, poem, or comment here or there, excuse my powerlessness in the face of global economies that rule our world.

Author of Perfectly Flawed poetry for change

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

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History of the Victor

What historical event fascinates you the most?

Each historical event is told from the victor’s perspective. That, unfortunately, always overlooks the degradation, destruction, inhumane treatment of the ‘other’, and the installation of a way of thinking that reduces the aggressed to a creature that lacks human characteristics. Examples of this are historically documented, from the Romans, Moguls, British, French, and more recently German, Russia, and Israel. They all invaded, divided, conquered, then they leave with their stamp that is un-erasable, as they instill a belief in the conquered that they are less than the conqueror in: civilization, language, religion, knowledge…

I’d like a version of history that’s unbiased, just, honest in its retelling of historical facts and events that occurred, rather than the beautified/ bastardized versions taught in schools that promote and propagate the conqueror’s agenda.

Below are links to my poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, and an anthology that has one of my poems:

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

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Peace Certificate of Excellence

PEACE

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Please pray and provide peaceful
Elemental needs for those in danger of
Armed military conquests, who
Convene to critically splice countries to support their
Economies and spread fear of their power.

©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️

Author of Perfectly Flawed poetry for change

https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518
‘Oh Woman’ published in Gival press issue 187

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A Triple Bronze Certificate

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 ©️

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Double Gold Certificate

I’m flabbergasted by the honor of this certificate for my poem: Athena, based on a picture prompt.

Athena

Her resplendent beauty gleams
In the raven sky, her star shines
Brighter with her golden armor, protective
Of her vulnerabilities, as she needs to survive.
Its glow is there to strive
To outlast the unbeliever who stirs the hive.

Her might glistens and reverberates
Throughout her vicinity, vindictive as it propels
Instability, division, dissention, and war!
Booming war cries echo their strengths, none bar
Her entry, as she subjugates those weaker
Through fear and magic of her glittery armor.

Those whose insolence is hidden behind their
Camouflage of piety, are two, three faced, where
They keep their dissonance locked,
So their perfidy is unexpected,
And the humbleness nothing but beguiled
Discourse that pleases the open hearted.

Beware of those wearing lambskin,
But are in reality cutthroats whose noggin
Is an empty shell that requires
It to be filled by others to act out wars.

©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️

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

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The Warrior

Her helmet, a squelettal head,
Adorns her brows and forehead.
Her eyes, oh her eyes, windows
To her hardened soul, throws
A challenge to her opponent
To stand down, die, or be subservient.

Her breathtaking beauty will tempt,
But it’s feared as it’s a construct
For those who oppose her will.
Her lithe, seductively attired body is full
Of pernicious intent teetering
On the precipice of justice’s peppering.

Her darkened eyes, bright with
Evil’s pretensions seeping bliss
In veins dripping toxic poisons
That leek from lush, glistening roses
That spew hatred and dissention
That needs to be dismantled in provision

For the lives that are destroyed by
Her delicate sword wielding hands that fly.

©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️

Autor of poetry book, Perfectly Flawed.

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

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Autumn, fall

What is your favorite season of year? Why?

It’s the season when leaves fall and the changing colors in the scenery is breathtaking. The reds, oranges, yellows, browns, and greens are such a wondrous eye opener for the time when things fall, they then take the time to slumber, rejuvenate, and soak up nutrients of the fall. Never fear, after each fall, there’s a renewal that’s even more astounding in its diversity that calls itself mother nature.

Love its moods, strengths,and giving nature that gives us clean air, beauty, and a healthy respect for mother’s power over us.