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Gold Certificate of Poetic Excellence: Satan’s Bride

Satan’s Bride

The bride of Satan, dressed in white lace,
Covered neck, arms, wrist, and breast,
But her ‘come hither’ looks abound on her face,
Where her Blue sultry eyes twinkle and rest

On her next victim, whose naivety
Dumps them on a crest of eternal
Damnation, as she pouts her way
Into susceptible hearts that are flug into a stall

Of manure adored rest filled with the plague
Of depression’s harbor, as she seduces
Without rest, all those having an affinity to renege
On a contract, signed in blood, that produces

Regret of lost souls, pride, arrogance
As they imbibe of her nectar, and believe
Her spiel sermon of drivel, convince
Victims with her extraordinary beauty to leave

Them panting, unthinking, as they sign
On the dotted line unthinking of their living line.

©️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 Silver Certificate,  poem: Haunted Mansion

I’m always wondrously amazed that my work is being honored by fellow poets.

I’ll apologize to my readers or followers for the darkness of the themes that I’m writing about in the recent months, but they are my outlet for past and present visual trauma of war.

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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Triple Silver Certificate for poem: Wander at Night

Wander at Night

Exert

A night
When the moon is shining bright
Lights up the darkened road as he
Walks alone, with his cane

Illuminating his path at night
As the forests and mountains fight
To cover the dirt road combating
For supremacy, as he walks by thinking…

©️ Malak kalmoni chehab

Poetess, author of poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, that’s 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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Bronze Certificate

Thank you, Marie Harris, for the honor! The picture prompts you produce are always amazing!

Winter’s Hold

A quater of the full moon
Is covered by blue clouds,
Looking like Swiss cheeses
Whose borders are tree branches,
Naked from any adornments.

As the other tree’s branches rise
Higher, they touch the smoke
Coming out of chimney’s poke,
That reaches into the sky, a supplication stroke,
To an unending, breathtaking look

Generating a reverence for the real,
Imposing nature of winter’s bold
Winter scenery that takes a hold
Over you, as wonder as beauty’s cold
Reverence stretches into the raven sky taking in the fold.

As the branches hug the moon,
So does nature embrace man’s vicarious
Need to expand into its territory, vivacious
In his propagation, uncaring of his malicious
Effect on nature’s cycle that’s on the way to decimation.

©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️

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2 certificates in 2 days

The first is an acrostic poem titled: FORGIVENESS, while the second is titled: Glory’s Bower.

Glory’s Bower

Morning glory climbing vine,
Purple, violet, red, pink, or white,
Colors of a rainbow of hope
That delivers expansion and will grope
Your archway by making it fine!

As I run through its delicacy,
I note the difference in clemency
From one side to the other, as I bravely
Cross the framed beauties, cleverly
Hoping that the other side will have more mercy.

No more than an inch separates the bower
From the white picket gate, where a shower
Of light bathes the garden bed with a cover
Of verdant hues, that shame any painter.
As I cross into this splendor,

I note colors are sharper,
Each plant has its own area, a platter
Filled with diverse shapes, sizes, and sister,
It takes away your breath in a blinker
As you tinker with nature’s fauna that never cower

To either man or nature’s
Storms that are in never ending cycles
Of births and deaths, that keep hopes
Alive in every heart, as it shows justice’s
Plight, as it ends certain lifes.

Stay in your bower of morning
Glories and enjoy the perpetual crooning
Of an ecosystem in harmony, dancing!

©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️

FORGIVENESS

Forge your will in steal,
Outmaneuver your enemies, who feel,
Replete in knowing they’re the heel.
Give them your support when they fall,
Inspire them to be better than before.
View their progress and motivate before you bore,
Inverting foe to friend, like before.
Never lose hope for betterment
Even when all is stacked against you,
Simmer the anger, put logic to the forefront
Survive, learn, educate, that hope is never gone.

©️ Malak Kalmoni Chehab ©️

https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518

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A Triple Bronze Certificate

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 ©️

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Flickering Flame Fly


‘Three things can never be taken back: a word
That’s spoken, an arrow speeding away from
its bowstring, and time that lapses.’*

As I look upon the candle flame,
Flame, I let reality drift into memories,
Memories good and bad alike, linger,
Linger with emotions that stomp.

Stomp out the flickering negativity,
Negativity, that drives you into a chasm,
Chasm, that festers in agony,
Agony of disappointment and betrayal.

Betrayal wrapped in honeyed words,
Words you can’t take back, flay,
Flay you open in twain. Obscuring,
Obscuring your light from shining,

Shining brighter than perfidy.
Perfidy of a stabbing arrow,
Arrow that starts feuds, wars,
Wars that bring death and destruction,

Destruction of lives, property, livelihoods,
Livelihoods that bring families, friends,
Friends and community to a stand-still.
Still that wee flame ignites passions, faith,

Faith that overcome the lapse,
Lapse of time, that flows like the sea,
Sea of time, that drowns each moment,
Moment in a flood that can’t be touched.

Let the flirting flame engulf your heart,
Heart with its heat and adulation to optimism.


*An Arabic saying, translated by the author inspired this poem, as well as the picture.