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Certificate of Excellence with Review for my poem, Funny Sunday

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

Funy Sunday

On a sunny Sunday afternoon
Their wedding Masquerade in bloom,
People dressed glowing like the moon,
While the bride and groom

Joined them in their masked
Costumes, white from head to toe,
Shiny raven black not a crow, but a bow tied
To suffocate instead of decorate the flow.

As they enter, ghouls and ghosts
Creep in droves, while Dracula drools
Over the succulent live meals in hosts,
Pros, Neffertiti, doctors, astronauts, all in pools

Surround the bride in fear as they
Prey on the dark dressed groom, whose
Tux became fodder for pirates, parrots play
Their roles driving the bride over plank in pose

Of defeat, death, depravity has no end.
But, wait! Who’s there? What’s that?
The bride swings from trees, Jane, whose bend
Of hand holds arms of freedom in a vat,

A cauldron where newt guts, brains
Of vultures, nightshade, blood that overflows
As it bublles up, swallows all it touches, cranes
Its flow into corners not to miss any blows.

Watch the witchy, whaling, warbling,
Black pointed hat flying into the air
Sprinkling her brew that’s consuming
All in a blinding jiffy like a pair in flair.
©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️

Review by Dominique Albano

Malak Kalmoni. Chehab

The poem by Malak Kalmoni Chehab is a wild and imaginative fit for the theme Midnight Masquerade. It masterfully crafts a dark and whimsical atmosphere, perfect for a masquerade ball with a twist of magic and mystery.

The imagery is vivid and evocative, transporting the reader to a world of fantasy and horror. The language is rich and sensory, with phrases like “Ghouls and ghosts creep in droves” and “Dracula drools over the succulent live meals” that conjure up a captivating atmosphere.

The poem’s themes of masquerade, magic, and the supernatural are perfectly in line with the theme, and the use of words like “Masquerade” reinforces the idea of a night of mystery and enchantment.

As for the number of lines, there are 28 lines in the poem.

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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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Diploma for my poem, Oh Dove

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

Oh Dove

Oh ye peaceful dove,
Soar into freedom’s embrace,
Share your innocence and grace,
Share beauty that one can’t replace,

Hover over those whose hope:
Has perished in a land of explosives,
Has disintegrated with skin that dissolves
From chemicals that strain lives

With loss that’s Insurmountable,
While death is the sea they wade
In, suffering is the breath that’s made
Of toxins that suffocate, all have laid

A foundation for hopelessness.
Yet, the dove, still, waves its banner
Of aspirations for a future greater
Than the sum of deadly crater

That entombs the unbeliever
Who’s given up a future plan
He can not imagine in the peril that glean
A harvest of emptiness when life’s élan

Is a more powerful force of
Life alongside the price of a 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