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Certificate of Appreciation for my poem,  Not a Saint

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

Not a Saint

Being a Saint is boring,
Always the good deeds, never frowning,
Yet we know that your aim
Is to be the best and claim
Sainthood, but knowing that your
Humanity is your downfall, emotions a chore
To suppress, overcome your vulnerability
That’s inculcated in your DNA, not a probability
Rather a truth that needs accepting,
Acknowledging its veracity by proclaming
That Sainthood is goal, unachievable
But still you try to reach the possible.


©️ 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 Appreciation for my poem,  Not a Saint

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

Not a Saint

Being a Saint is boring,
Always the good deeds, never frowning,
Yet we know that your aim
Is to be the best and claim
Sainthood, but knowing that your
Humanity is your downfall, emotions a chore
To suppress, overcome your vulnerability
That’s inculcated in your DNA, not a probability
Rather a truth that needs accepting,
Acknowledging its veracity by proclaming
That Sainthood is goal, unachievable
But still you try to reach the possible.


©️ 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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3rd Place for my poem, Reflection in the Mirror

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

Reflection in the Mirror

Her hazel eyes look into the mirror,
What she sees is a wonder.
In the reflection, ‘La Vie en Rose’
Covered with a pinkish screen as she pose.

She lifts her hand, extends her index,
Grazes across the glittery surface, that’s a fox,
Wily and intent on showing her only
Beauty, utopia, family, and community,

Trying haughtily to impose a vision
Of fidelity, that’s as rotten a passion
As Eve’s apple; who thought it would
Impower her with Knowledge, Immortality

When, in reality, it highlighted her
Faults and sexuality through a picture
Of nudity and immorality.
Her curiosity, pride were her downfall from all heavenly.

The gorgeous woman’s gaze turned
Inward, subconscious awareness aged
With centuries of data, she becomes
Cognizant of the struggles of generations

That tried not to give her her power.
The power of a woman that’ll never
Let pride, shame, sex be the means used
For her destruction that stays unpardoned.

She’s swiftly swung into a new
Path, where women are revered, as few
Are, for their strengths, nurturer,
Culture, and self-awareness that is a propeller

Into an age of her distinction, acceptance,
Integration, and sociopolitical presence.
A long journey whence she grew
Out of a subjugation in a pew.

©️ 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