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Certificate of Recognition for my poem, Tired Souls

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

Tired Souls

Isolation is a need for those whose souls are tired”,           Arab scholar

Invent an invisible space, where images are visual.
Solve the need for rest from others in your rest, soul.
Only the lonely express this need for frivolity?
“Late again!” Leaving your space is such agony!
Amid all the yells, shouts, and greetings you are asunder.
Time flies, teaming with work, oozing away time’s happier,
Inevitable progress, that diminishes our secure imaginings.
“Obviously, you’re crazy! Who wants to be alones?”

Never assume that being alone means lonely!

Being alone centers you and helps balance you.
It rejuvenates your ability to listen to inanities that boo
Your mood into a world of  blue!

Being alone helps you heal from long forgotten
Wounds, that bleed till you cauterize their braying
That boo your mood into the blue!

Being alone solidifies your faith,
As you accept your problems as tests of strength,
Your center, alone, is your faith and your strength!
Don’t let the boos send you in a mood of blue!

©️ 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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Diploma Certificate for my poem, My Love

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

My Love

If “Love opens the most impossible gates;” and
“Love is the gate to all the secrets of the universe.”
Then, love is all powerful, eternal, rebellious, never bland,
But compassionate promise In a universe

Filled with dissent, competition, a love of money,
And sin. I give thanks that my love, husband,
Is my rock, my motivator, and one key
To my writing that’s unwavering and always holds my hand.

My love is there for the difficult decisions,
Guidance and friend to our children,
Has sleepless nights when they’re in positions
Of upheaval that require strategic precision.

For me, he is my star in a dark night,
The shoulder I cry into when life’s unbearable
Losses enrobe my heart in darkness, as he helps me fight
The devouring abyss making it acceptable.
As my shadow sits on the bench, alone,
My eyes mist like dew drops covering
The wet grass, as memories flood, gone,
The world has taken this love and kept living.


©️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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Appreciation certificate from United Poets @Heart

For my Fibonacci poem, Lone

Lone

One
lonely
Boy, shy
Tries making
A friend flying
Into the unknown,
Lonely. One. Loneliest
Number ever. It tests hardest
When you’re surrounded by familys’
Best, whose envy alienates you farthest.

Standing alone with a whirring world
That’s confusing, struggling blind,
Into unknowns that surround,
Bind your moves. Loud
Is the thunder around
That drowns bad
Decisions
Needing
Greater
Care.

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Lone

One

Lonely

Boy, shy

Tries making

A friend flying

Into the unknown,

Lonely. One. Loneliest

Number ever. It tests hardest

When you’re surrounded by familys’

Best, whose envy alienates you farthest.

Standing alone with a whirring world

That’s confusing, struggling blind,

Into unknowns that surround,

Bind your moves. Loud

Is the thunder around

That drowns bad

Decisions

Needing

Greater

Care.