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Questions … Worries …?

What do you write about when you’re unsure what to write about?

I fear my feelings are binding my ability to write today. I apologize for that, but then you have to give age its due. With it comes: fatigue and unending worries. In the world we live in today, where war, a crisis in food supply, increasing inflation and gas prices, where or who do you turn to to alleviate some of that pressure?

I try to stay strong for my family by keeping it bottled in. But how long can I manage that?

My only recourse is my faith, in which I drench my soul. It has the ability, with GOD’S words to place a balm of peace over a worried soul.

Try it, you won’t regret it.

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Lightning Dreams

A poem read by Malak Kalmoni Chehab from her poetry book, Perfectly Flawed.

https://anchor.fm/malak-kalmoni/episodes/Lightning-Dreams-e1jkk9h

It’s about fearing one’s ability to achieve dreams, but the fear is the motivator to hard work and success.

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Premonition of Doom

A premonition of doom hovers,
The sky turns Grey and everything stutters,
Vision is obstructed as pellets flutters
And hit the window panes like bullets.

The hits keep coming for minutes
On end, while those inside hides,
And others scramble for their lives.

A premonition of doom descends
As bullet spray holes in cements,
As explosions scatter shrapnel shards,
As wounds bleed and blood vessels explodes.

Run, run, as the premonition plays hide and seek,
As you are uncertain a boom and scream are bleak
Sounds that drown out everything that’s not a freak.

A premonition of doom slithers
Down your spine and hinders
Any action as you’re paralyzed by feelings
Of someone walking over your grave and steals …

Takes away your premonition of good
Leaving only the pessimist whose sole food
Is your terror that feeds his vanity that won’t brood.

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Covid

So 2 years have passed and I’ve been lucky not to have gotten infected by covid. Until now! The only time you need a test to be negative, it turns out positive!

Everyone, please be careful out there.

Protect yourselves and others.

Let’s hope I can be productive sitting at home! Yah right!

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Monster

Exert from my poetry book, Perfectly Flawed. Available on all eplatforms iTunes, Googlebooks, Amazon.com, Kindle kobo, Barnes and noble, friesenpress.com, paperback, and hardcover.

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Malak Kalmoni Chehab, my poetry book, Perfectly Flawed, is available on all eplatforms, paperback, and hardcover.

Googlebooks, Amazon.com, Kindle, kobo, Barnes and noble, friesenpress.com, iTunes, Indigo.

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Hubris of A City Moon

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https://thoughtkick.com/post/659877309079322624/f-e-a-r-has-two-meanings-forget-everything-and

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Open Heart

What is a heart?

Is just the physics of pumping blood?

Is it a chemical reaction that spurs your heart?

Or is it the emotions that empower you in a flood?

The heart full of compassion, love, passion,

And empathy, heralds horror for those who honor

Their loved ones, friends, and co-worker.

They fear their tender heart will be crushed by disillusion.

What do you inundate your heart with to keep it safe?

Do you pour cement in it to harden and protect

Your deliriously delicate heart from hurt?

Do you swamp it with frozen clumps of ice?

Or do you keep it open for more disappointment?

Fear of being wounded by others can be paralyzing,

For out of dread, you might drive those closest

To you away by building fortified walls around your heart.

Yes, hope and trust in others CAN be painful,

But do you retreat and hide?

Or do you expose your compassionate heart

To ensnare others in your warmth?

The decision is yours, of course,

But don’t miss out on life’s pleasure Just because a few experiences were sour!

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Buried in Ice

Drowning under a sheet of ice,

Flaying, swimming endlessly trying vainly

To raise our head above the rise of the watery

Sepulcher that’s more somber than any bleak cave.

The sinuous water caresses and spontaneously

Freezes as it embraces our slumberous weight into its

Stygian obscurity driving fear into our heavy hearts.

Propelling our entrenched sense of ‘fight or flight’ not to be flighty!

Our terror of being buried alive on land or sea

Is an apologue for the actions we take to embed

Our confusion in unraveling the social behaviored sea

Corresponding to a multicultural divide is likened

To attempting to surmount Everest’s easiest route

To a summit that is the ‘ideal’ we have of success.

We worry so about success and measure it with the ‘norms’

And forget our actual achievements that we need to celebrate.

Brake the ice, punch through the barrier, surge above

The mud and disgust of a world buried in icy artifice,

That needs to compete and surpass one another, and be

Who you need to be so your uniqueness can shine.