Poetry for Change
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My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed: poetry for change, is a finalist in the Canadian Book Club Awards for poetry.
Exert: Lives Matter, inspired by BLM after G. Floyd was murdered. https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518
Acrostic
Never needed a day to celebrate
A writing form such as poetry,
Terrifying in its simplicity,
Impossibly imaginative in its creation
On an auspicious day when fall
Never ends, but is reborn in
All its glorious colors of redish hues
Later, later, leaving you dressed in a crown.
Pottery bowls made of words are filled
Onto their rim, overflowing with
Eternal, laughter, life, love, all
Travel on a journey of discovery
Rendered bearable, only with poetry.
Yet, many have set it aside and forgotten
Devastation driven through ignorance
And approval of the prolific devastation
Your moral compass has fallen to.
In celebration of a day for the enjoyment of words that are flexible enough to describe your unbound imagination.
Author of Perfectly Flawed, poetry for change.
https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518
Death’s Light
Dark,
Razor sharp,
Claws of nails torn,
Horns of hell adorn
The souls of evils that step
Into the obscure, winding well to help
Those damned souls to reach
The pinprick of light breach
The diabolic breath, laugh,
Full of a pestilent cuff,
Shadowy death,
Lingering,
Stealing
Life
Turned
To death.
Dark.
Light,
Souls so bright,
Cleave the way to flight.
Soar in a cyclone’s might,
Into a haven of promised delight.
Tell your tale in whispers fiery
In their warmth and stealthy
In their fight against deviltry,
Whose hold is sturdy
But crumbles
When faced
With
Light.
©️Malak kalmoni chehab ©️
In what ways does hard work make you feel fulfilled?
As a mother, teacher, and writer, the fact that there’s a reaction to the job that’s immediate is very rewarding. As a mother, more patience is required, as there are stages the children go through when the mother feels at a loss, even that she’s losing control of the situation. It’s similar to a teacher, as patience is also key, but the reward of the students enjoying and participating in the class are fulfilling. Finally, while patience as I write is a requirement, I always feel anxious when I post my writing, as I worry about reactions and perceptions about the content of my work. The latter isn’t a worry in a class, as the curriculum is your guide, the mother’s morals are hers, while writing is perceived on a global scale that’s not limited in scope, culture, civilization, or language. And therein lies the difference ! 🙄
Author of: Perfectly Flawed, poetry for change available:
https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518
Included in Unseal Your Power
What’s your all-time favorite album?
Queen’s Bohemian Rhapsody is one of my all-time favorite album, as it reminds me of my youth when it became famous. Plus, later on, my daughter and I used to enjoy singing it very loudly while driving. So its continuity in my life makes it special.
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Wohooooo!
Room of Bloom
The ancient mansion stood majestically
On a hill, reigning supreme over its property.
Its white washed Roman columns
Portentous of a long gone Era of prosperties,
Where everything was grandiosely fashioned.
I walk up to its opulent two door gate, bold,
Using the lionhead brass knocker, collide
History with modernity that interact without
Affecting one another, but beauties attract
Their audience, regardless of their epoch.
Traversing into a world of Babylonian
Elegance painted in a rainbow of augustian
Splendor dotted by verdant dendritic
Filled foliage attracting visions of historic
Opulence, whose loss is catastrophic in nature.
Man’s love of wealth and ownership
Of all that’s esthetically vibrant will flip
His survival to death, caused by his avarice,
Omnipotent in its idolatry of self-importance,
That’s thoughtless in its vanity and egotism.
©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️
How often do you walk or run?
I walk almost daily. It’s one way for me I de-stress and stay physically fit. At my age, running isn’t recommended, but I do speed walk and do at least 5 kilometers. When I walk with my husband, the walk becomes a 10Km fast paced walk! Yep, he had to train me, slowly but surely, to reach that goal. I can’t thank him enough for his support.
Being caged is no fun.
Some of my imagination is on the run,
It flees, flies into the sun,
Wile I sit with hand under my chin,
Wondering, when I’ll let myself out of the din
Of a world that cages my fin
Which helps me swim through the morass of sin.
©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️
Smile= Logo
Personality = Business Card
Others Feel = Your Trademark
This quote from women supporting women is a modern business model to be followed with honesty, if and only if you believe it to be true; and I do. When you smile in the face of adversity while surrounded by those with frowns and aggression, you show the epitome of someone in control, logical, and can make decisions at the hardest times. Your smile, to me, introduces your personality, which shows the world a facet of who you are: positive, optimistic, problem solver, and cognitive thinker. At the same time, your smile puts people at ease, makes them react more calmly, smile back, think positively instead of with anger, and always makes the other feel better.
So, SMILE, and don’t let anyone convince you that smiling is for the ignorant. No, it’s a tool, wielded correctly in this social quagmire we live in, and will always have a positive outcome.
‘Smile and life will smile back at you,’ is an Arabic saying that is cognizant of Karma. In my opinion, it summarizes the above quotation in simpler terms.
Exert from, ‘Belief’s Immortality ‘, my poetry book, Perfectly Flawed
https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518
“… there’s toughness, impregnability, optimism,
That resonate and endure your ability to smile
When the world within and out are depraved,
Depressing, and contrive to oust your faith’s vigor.”
Her helmet, a squelettal head,
Adorns her brows and forehead.
Her eyes, oh her eyes, windows
To her hardened soul, throws
A challenge to her opponent
To stand down, die, or be subservient.
Her breathtaking beauty will tempt,
But it’s feared as it’s a construct
For those who oppose her will.
Her lithe, seductively attired body is full
Of pernicious intent teetering
On the precipice of justice’s peppering.
Her darkened eyes, bright with
Evil’s pretensions seeping bliss
In veins dripping toxic poisons
That leek from lush, glistening roses
That spew hatred and dissention
That needs to be dismantled in provision
For the lives that are destroyed by
Her delicate sword wielding hands that fly.
©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️
Autor of poetry book, Perfectly Flawed.
https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518
Poetry for Change 