Poetry for Change
The Petal Project has selected my poem, Wish for Peace, to be published in their issue 09 , and for me to present it at Society Clubhouse, Toronto, Tuesday, May 28, 2024. Hope to see some of you there to enjoy the show.
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
On the start of this holy month, I want to wish everyone health, prosperity, and peace. Please keep in mind the people who are going through difficult times in your thoughts and prayers.
Exert from my 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
What is one question you hate to be asked? Explain.
I hate being asked if all Muslims are terrorists. This question has been around for centuries now, and as yet, people haven’t been educated enough to realize that Muslims are a peaceful lot in general. The word, Muslim, means peace, which is indoctrinated within Muslims to be at peace within themselves and with their entourage. This means that they seek peace through their prayers and reading of the quoraan in order to learn and apply that peace in their lives.
Yes, there are some Muslim terrorists but those who kill indiscriminately women and children, in my eyes aren’t true Muslims, as Islam teaches us to honor our women, especially mothers under whose prayers and goodwill opens the gates of heaven. Therefore, I implore those with that question to do some research because that question hurts believers unbearably.
Wish for Peace
The fragile beauty of the dandelion
In my hand, whose grip on land
Dares you to eradicate its presence in Zion
As it spreads through the wish for peace to lend
A hand to those in need of a blend
Of peace in their days of suffering
Without end.
Wish for peace for them to send
Their children to schools
With filled bellies of fresh food
Sprinkled with life giving water that drools
In honor of a wish for peace that stood
On the doorstep waiting, waiting
Patiently for humanity’s response
To help save those whose beliefs, never straying,
Empowers their wish for peace
For a new generation without
The need to revisit the trauma of today’s
Dire escalations of genocides in a bout
Of cataclysmic fear whose only wish is for peace.
©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️
Poetess, author of poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, that’s available on all eplatforms, including Amazon.com
https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518
Wishes
As the countdown to 2023 starts,
My mind takes a long look behind
And wonders what wishes, surprises
Are in store for 2024 that won’t stand
Down to the tests of time.
I wish for a world of peace
I wish for a world without violence,
I wish for justice to prevail,
I wish for family strength and unity,
I wish for a world that’s compassionate and humane,
I wish for honesty to triumph over lies,
I wish that this society’s rules made sense,
I wish, I wish, I wish…
Wishing for something and achieving
Your goal are separate indeed, as
Working hard drives you to attaining
Your objective, while just wishing for it to lands
In your lap will never happen!
©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️
Poetess of book,Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, available on all eplatforms, including Amazon.com.
https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518
Wishes
As the countdown to 2023 starts,
My mind takes a long look behind
And wonders what wishes, surprises
Are in store for 2024 that won’t stand
Down to the tests of time.
I wish for a world of peace
I wish for a world without violence,
I wish for justice to prevail,
I wish for family strength and unity,
I wish for a world that’s compassionate and humane,
I wish for honesty to triumph over lies,
I wish that this society’s rules made sense,
I wish, I wish, I wish…
Wishing for something and achieving
Your goal are separate indeed, as
Working hard drives you to attaining
Your objective, while just wishing for it to lands
In your lap will never happen!
©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️
As the peoples raise their flags,
Of varying countries, entering the earth,
The factory of races, dogmas that bags
Their beliefs, cultures, languages leaving no death
Unpunished by the laws of the peoples,
Who worship peaceful humanity
Whose heart is cleaved by what topples
Them: Pride and vanity.
Give the peoples a chance to
Revert to their simple virtues
Which lend a hand to friend and foe
And never bend under oppression’s cues.
©️Malak kalmoni chehab ©️
Perfectly Flawed poetry for change:
https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518
PEACE
Acrostic
Please pray and provide peaceful
Elemental needs for those in danger of
Armed military conquests, who
Convene to critically splice countries to support their
Economies and spread fear of their power.
©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️
Author of Perfectly Flawed poetry for change
https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518
‘Oh Woman’ published in Gival press issue 187
As I watch from behind the window
Pane, the snow piled high on the sill
Obscuring nature’s rage as its spill
Of rain and snow creating a gifted bow.
Winds howling,
Snow swerves swiftly,
Banging lustfully
Straining, swinging snowy
Hands hurtling against cement,
Glass, trees, and bushes, swiping
At everything to get in, bent
On gathering warmth to keep their breath.
The heat it garners strengthens
It’s momentum and spits
More icy pellets, flakes of wet snows,
And frozen rain drops.
Icicles drip over bare bushes,
Maples, oaks, evergreens,
All dipped in icy transparent sepulcher
Foretelling breaks and deaths.
Nature’s peaceful gown,
It’s stunning frozen blaze
Will, with time melt and glow
In the blooming spring in a faze.
In a world where silence
Is a luxury at the core
Grab the peace
Where there’s only violence at the door.
How do you hold onto it?
How do you keep it, or
Stay sane in a fit
Where chaos is always at the door?
Poetry for Change 