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Gold Certificate for my poem,  Writing Visions

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Writing Visions

In the depth of autumn’s fury,
The day has a ritulant glow
Encasing her gold tresses in a halo
Of light As she holds her pen, poised, to carry

Her vision of a world filled with cheer,
Shimmering over the river’s shore,
Accepting her peaceful humanity where fear
Is a forgotten feeling that seeps through pore

Flooding away its trauma, building
New communities, integrated with purpose
As she watches addictions evaporating
And discipline, righteousness are the cause

Held dear to all. She keeps her pen
Over the paper, wishing, wishing
That life as she knows it dissipates into a hen-
House, encasing all the negativity and fishing

Out the best of optimism’s cry
That resonates into souls needing to fight.
©️ 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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Gold Certificate of Excellence for my poem, Writing Visions

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

Writing Visions

In the depth of autumn’s fury,
The day has a ritulant glow
Encasing her gold tresses in a halo
Of light As she holds her pen, poised, to carry

Her vision of a world filled with cheer,
Shimmering over the river’s shore,
Accepting her peaceful humanity where fear
Is a forgotten feeling that seeps through pore

Flooding away its trauma, building
New communities, integrated with purpose
As she watches addictions evaporating
And discipline, righteousness are the cause

Held dear to all. She keeps her pen
Over the paper, wishing, wishing
That life as she knows it dissipates into a hen-
House, encasing all the negativity and fishing

Out the best of optimism’s cry
That resonates into souls needing to fight.


©️ 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 Excellence for my poem,  Writing Visions

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

Writing Visions

In the depth of autumn’s fury,
The day has a ritulant glow
Encasing her gold tresses in a halo
Of light As she holds her pen, poised, to carry

Her vision of a world filled with cheer,
Shimmering over the river’s shore,
Accepting her peaceful humanity where fear
Is a forgotten feeling that seeps through pore

Flooding away its trauma, building
New communities, integrated with purpose
As she watches addictions evaporating
And discipline, righteousness are the cause

Held dear to all. She keeps her pen
Over the paper, wishing, wishing
That life as she knows it dissipates into a hen-
House, encasing all the negativity and fishing

Out the best of optimism’s cry
That resonates into souls needing to fight.


©️ 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 for my poem,  Remember When

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Remember When

I remember a time
When innocence reigned supreme,
When love was given freedom,
When tears never reached the ocean’s calm.

I remember a time
When family gathered together,
When friendship was a teacher,
When colleagues empowered each other.

I remember a time
When explosions reigned,
When walking across the street hide
Dangers were unparalleled, exposed.

©️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 Achievement for my poem, Seeds of Hope

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Seeds of Hope

Rest, relax, rebuild,  relive, revive,
Never rewind to the time when fighting was live,
Bombarding my surroundings with burning
Flames, explosions,  bullets whizzing,
Safety is nonexistent,  danger surrounds you,
Fear of a stray feud or knife are behind you
Or beside, or ahead of you; never inside you.
Your heart stays pure, needing to help
Never stop giving and receiving hope,
Or the fighting ends,
You lay down your arms,
Surrender to hopeleness and despair,
That’s when fear reigns and overwhelms.
Give your loyalty, love, hope, and optimisms
Freedom to grasp your faith and expose
It to the sun, let it soak its warmth in a pose
Of reverence to God’s powers of prose
In which your strength bursts, warming
You from the inside, till its beauty sings
A rainbow of colors illuminating your skin
With its brilliance.  Bask in its wonder,
Revere its words and sleep calmly, a dreamer.

©️ 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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Review and accolade for my poem,  Sounds of War

Malak Kalmoni. Chehab Wow, Malak, you really got to my heart with this powerful poem! All the repeated sounds of war are so evocative, calling up frightful images. I can’t help but think of Gaza, recent example of this terrible fear and destruction. So sad, so horrifying. Amazing images, fantastic poem! Bravo!! By, Linda Powers O’Dell

Sounds of War

Drum, drum, drum,
Drum the stoned bun,
Turn it around and run.

Drum, drum, drum,
The hum of whizzing stones
Drop like bombs on bones.

Crunch, crunch, crunch,
Rush to flee debris from a thump
That hits the head, and you’re dead! No pomp!

Stomp, stomp, stomp,
On the stoned cement
Fallen from bombardment ..

Cave, cave, cave,
Under the hopelessly inhumane
Conditions of decayed bodies, pain …

Rotting, rotting, rotting
Away in the streets, floors underground
With walls, furniture burying you, never found …

Slowly,  slowly,  slowly,
Killing you with death around you,
Within you, captivating you in its horror’s view.

Boom, boom, boom,
The shaking, quaking resulting
In fear spreading like bird songs floating …

Wheezing,  wheezing, wheezing,
Trying to breathe under the rubble
Is like being buried alive in moving sands in a cuddle.


©️ 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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Accolade and Review for my poem,  Wile’s Scare

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Wile’s Scare

Scare, tremble, jump, at the sound:
‘Beep, Beep’, the roadrunner makes
Screaming his arrival, quietly, takes
A great toll of Cayote, who’s always found

Unsuspecting of a visit from a ‘frienemy’
Whose competitive nature shines
As he beeps to alert the predator, in lines
Simple as can be, that he’s the enemy.

The cartoon is a live memory
Of laughter and smiles at antics
That astound, still ground a laugh as he picks
A ledge to scare to Cayote over hi folly

For being unprepared for the Beep,
Beep that always makes him aware
That prey and predator revere
Playing games with each, taking a leap

Of faith the trick will work, as Roarunner
Gleefully watches Cayote’s fall
From grace in a rolling ball
Hitting obstacles as he laughs like a hyena.

Those were the days of innocence
That steered our lives into pranks
That got either laughs or cries that packs
Quite a punch in either case.

©️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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Accolade and Review  for my poem, Upheaval

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Upheaval

Coup d’état! Civil Unrest!
Rebellion against a colonizer, a pest,

Businesses men, family men
Gathering together are arrested, put in a pen,

No pillow, blanket, toilet, only a feast
Of roaches, ants, creepy crawler beast

Of fear, for men who get no rest.
Seeing my dad get arrested was a great test

For an 8 year old girl, whose lack 
Of understanding of politics didn’t give a frack

About all that, what I did care about
Was security,  family,  cousins, who had clout

But whose men were all indisposed,
So, women and children traveled

Away to reduce the stress on the men.
What about me, us? Noone asked and couldn’t ken

That the upheaval was traumatic,
But none spoke of it, rather it was repeated in frantic

Run to another border, unhygienic bathroom,
Food, Unfamiliar, on the go, speeding away from

Bullets ricochet in the Sky, while explosions
Rock the buildings around us. Decisions

On the fly got us safely to a country,
Safe, at that time, then traveled to London, fully

Anticipating another run, but, we spent
Ramadan there with friends before being sent

On another plane, to Canada, immigration,
What a fiction of safety needing integration

To survive, but beliefs, ethics strive
To cause trouble in the hive

That western society creates
For immigrants needing a place to forgets,

As trauma continues its hold, bold
In its fight to take root, but I won’t, under it, fold.

©️ 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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4th Place for my poem, Thunder Clap

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Rhyme, Metaphor,  Epistroph

Thunder CLAP

Thunder clap, clap, clap,
Rip and roar, rev my heart, heart,
Into a thunderous beat, beat,
That trembles along my feet, feet.

Thunder clap, clap, clap,
Lightning flashes followed, followed,
By a horrifying growl, loud, loud,
Louder, shaking my rest as I become lead, lead.

Thunder clap, clap, clap,
You sound like an explosion, explosion,
Rocking the ground in your exposition, exposition,
Of a world alight with trauma’s revision, revision.

Thunder clap, clap, clap,
As the ground quakes in your wake, wake,
I gather my courage trying not to break, break,
My move for fear of what lies awake, awake.

Thunder clap,  clap, clap,
Light my way so you can sway, sway,
My worries into slumber, away, away,
From any darkened abyss that can flay, flay.

©️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 Excellence, Gold Quill, for my poem, Halloween’s Halo, and Review by Dominique Albano

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Halloween’s Halo

The halo on Halloween’s head
Heads a direct divide into dense
Fields with scarecrows on the fence
Actively aspiring to anchor a bird

So it doesn’t touch the harvest
Longing to be free to shadow dance,
Sing to the moonlit sky in a prance
That would make Dasher envy his behest

For his life is a feast of danger
Watching as prey, monsters, try
To decimate crops not theirs, and fly
Away from the field, a test, reckoning, closer

As the night darkens to a raven’s
Blackness where fear leaches
Into pores, unseen by ghosts, grinches,
Ghouls pouring out of sepulchers cravens

For their fear reeks like cyanide,
Death speeding through rows
Of crows, corn, wheat, pumpkin bows
That cinch nightly ghouls on a ride

To feast on fear’s far-reaching farm.

©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️

Review by Dominique Erecilla Albano:

Malak Kalmoni. Chehab
Your poem “Halloween’s Halo” is a wild ride! It fits the theme “Shadow Dance” perfectly – you’re painting a picture of shadows coming alive on Halloween night, dancing with spooky creatures, and embracing the thrill of the dark.

Your poem has 28 lines, and it’s a treasure trove of imagery and wordplay! You’ve got scarecrows, monsters, Dasher, ghosts, grinches, and ghouls – it’s like a Halloween party in here!

The language is rich and vivid, and you’ve created a haunting atmosphere that’s infectious. I love how you’ve woven together the themes of fear, freedom, and the thrill of the night.

Congratulations 👏

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