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4th Place for my poem, Thunder Clap

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

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 Appreciation for my poem: Love’s Masks

Thank you, administrators,  for the honor and your hard work.

Love’s Masks

Share your inner thoughts, ideas, ideals,
That power your imagination and hails
Down upon you, admiration, envy that entails
You have to choose who needs some derails.

Today, we hide behind our likes,
Our social media personae that drives
Our self-esteem into the grounds
If it’s not up to par with your peers.

Why do we hide?
Is intimacy such a bad ride,
That you need masks to keep all inside?

Or do you soar in flight
Fall, shatter, break, and give only a bite
Out of the ball, then turn it into a free for all?
©️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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Double Gold Certificate,  poem: Clown Mask

Thank you, administrators,  for the honor. Below please read the Double Gold winning poem:

Clown Mask

Of all the social masks I wear,
My favorite is that of the clown.
It’s cheery colors hide the circles under
My eyes, the blood red cheeks are a gown

For covering blotchy skin from bouts
Of crying concealed in my lonely room,
Where the walls are party to the clouts
Of invisible pressures well sheathed in a bloom

Of colors, passionate deadly red,
That’s double edged in giving me
My highs and lows, happy and sad,
While white’s my hope for peace that came

In the relatively darkened home,
Knocked lightly, politely asking permission
For entry. It entreats me
To join the calm within the raven compassion

Of a heart needing an outlet to its
Pent up frustrations, disillusionments,
Disappointments and loss’s gots
Its hold on the vice of hate’s

Antonym requiring a face lifted
Into a mask of joy pierced by the gift
Of faith, love, and will to be lightened
By their brilliance overcoming the dead lift.

©️ 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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Love’s Masks

Share your inner thoughts, ideas, ideals,
That power your imagination and hails
Down upon you, admiration, envy that entails
You have to choose who needs some derails.

Today, we hide behind our likes,
Our social media personae that drives
Our self-esteem into the grounds
If it’s not up to par with your peers.

Why do we hide?
Is intimacy such a bad ride,
That you need masks to keep all inside?

Or do you soar in flight
Fall, shatter, break, and give only a bite
Out of the ball, then turn it into a free for all?

https://theunsealed.com/activity/p/4514/

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