happy – Poetry for Change

Certificate Award for my poem, Staying Power

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

Staying Power

What’s poetry if not an agglomeration
Of words in rhyme and rhythm?
A world of poetic devices, accommodation
Of varied styles, structures that’s not grim?

What’s a love story
If not one that it has a start,
Climax, and end that’s happy or gory?
Where pink tinted Glasses reflect

The author and audiences
Need to escape life’s duties, stresses
That place tremendous pressures
On couples needing one anothers happiness’s

Without needing to compromise
Or putting in the hard work required.
‘What’s love?’, in that case?
That’s the staying power of being loved,

Loved for yourself,
Loved for your strengths, weaknesses,
Loved for your imperfections put on a shelf,
As your greatest power shines in smiles

That never dim while facing despair,
Despair That the bridge you’ve created
Can fall if your efforts only stare
Rather than repair the damage to be blessed.

Blessed by sharing love
With those of your inner circle
Who’ve proven loyal in grave
Circumstances while never living in a pickle.

The enchantment of poetic words
Lies in the esthetic that builds bridges
Between enemies, frenemies, lords
Of your hearts, whose presence is in poetic cages.

©️ 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

Certificate of Outstanding, poem, The Cycle of Life

Thank you administrators for the honor 🎖

The Cycle of Life

Life, birth, wedding, and death
Are the closed cycle of life’s
Unending strive to surmount its stresses.

The closed circle cycles in an infinite loop
Starting with an infant, needing an endless group
To help with the raising of those so dependent.

Youth and the need for friendship and peers
Is the first of many changes rolling fears
Into those struggling with new responsibilities.

Adults have to balance the circles
Of friends, family, spouse, collegues, and babes
Creating an equilibrium that feeds their joy’s
Rather than their emptiness, loneliness.

Seniors bend and flex back into a state
Of infancy, dependency, and put a stake
In what they perceive as the end, death.
But is death an end or a start?

Does the cycle end?
Or is it perpetuated in a new bend
That begins after one’s end?

What comes first: the beginning or the ending
The egg or the chicken, the mother or child?
Where does it all really end?

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