Tag: poem

Categories
Uncategorized

Double Gold Certificate for my poem,  She Climbs

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

She Climbs

Once upon a fairytale,  a young woman
Dressed in a grey flowy dress caresses
Her calf, flies with the winds of change, blesses
Each step on the decrepit stairs as she ran

Up to her waiting destiny, her knight.
Each step closer to her goal becomes
Brighter for hope shines like crimes
Hiding in darkness’ blight.

The baluster along the way
Changes from rotten to golden
As her aim comes closer, all of a sudden
She trips, falls as strong arms carry

The burdens she hauls a weight
Heavier than Atlas’ heavens up to a fine
Glittery tower where its bulk dissipates in line
With the rays that shine on meliorism’s height

That stomps out the blight of despair
That weighs her down, yet, she continues
To strive to achieve optimism’s news
That harken loudly into the pews of heavenly repair.


©️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

Categories
Uncategorized

Certificate of Appreciation for my poem, Winter Scape

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

Winter Scape

The bare trees are adorned in white
Snow begging for the frost to go,
Take a deep breath and vapor will flow,
The deadly cold has frozen the lake in a fight

Against Niagara Falls’ powerful
Current vainly trying to escape
The icy sheets’ scrape, scratch in a leap
To continue on as a sheet, but, the full

Power of three lakes joining
Is never ending breaking of formed
Ice that disintegrated like glass, popped
Into the current, flop into floating

Unseen for the force the fall
Has broken it asunder, but it has only
Changed form into flowy watery
Water That crashes on rocks like a ball

Bouncing from its fall. The rainbow
Eclipses all the crystalline formations
With its arc of colors shining, agglomerations
Of beauty and hope brightening winter’s flow.

©️ 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

Categories
Uncategorized

Review for my poem,  We Did Everything

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

We Did Everything

We did all we could …
Yet, genocide is as deadly as beheading,
Death is as real as your breathing,
Living is as traumatic as a horrifying cloud.

We did all we could …
But child amputees are running marathons
To survive but another day as pawns
Of politics that’s gross as it hammered

That “We did all we could”, clause
That left pregnant mothers to die,
Elderly to fry in fire’s explosive dye,
Fathers to be scattered in pieces in cruel cries

That “We did all we could”, was
Said to assuage politicians’ conscious
While knowing their endeavors were shackled in pious
Prison, whose doctrine permits rapes,

Whose haze in, “We did all we could”,
Evaporates in the fog of time that flies
Without scheduling its prime in trauma that cries
Out to be understood, yet, their voices loud

And proud in the hopeful quagmire of guilt
Of surviving, whole or not, presses
In the abyss of despair where hopeless
Orphaned, erased families, press to built.

©️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

Categories
Uncategorized

Platinum Certificate for my poem, Dominance of Inner Self

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

Dominance of Inner Self

Oh ye of self-importance
Have you woken from your delusion?
Look beyond your nose at the stance
Of those whose prancing is a vision

Of artifice, arbitrary,  and filled
With self-adulation, when one needs
To look within, the core of what’s valued,
As strengths while weaknesses need  to be gutted,

As nourishment needs to reach its potential
With the potence that will change
One’s failings into successes partial
To the susurations of peers, who range

In perceptions and influence,
Impose their views without consideration
Of whether their eminence
Will disrupt your self-worth, contrition

As guilt’s oppressive weight
Demeans your self-acceptance
Entailing despair is at the height
Of its influence if not for the persistence

Of your self-belief in your
Power to overcome obstacles
Thrown at you through life’s poor
Journey of building the inner self.

©️ 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

Categories
Uncategorized

Accolade for my poem, Stealthy Labyrinth

Malak Kalmoni. Chehab Extraordinary poem, Malak, superb! Delicious creative allieration, ingenious rhymes in a sonnet, powerful extended metaphor, and a profound uplifting theme. I read this poem multiple times finding new treasures each time. One line that struck and moved me was, “Where negativity was the succor.” That’s deeply authentic.

By Linda Powers O’Dell

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

Stealthy Labyrinth

A Labyrinth of life and living
Flies in files with the passing minutes,
Striving in sleaves of loss’ imprints
Are appropriate in their perfecting

Flight that they can’t be bound.
Imprisoned by imposed labels, categories,
Races, and groups that astound
In their versatility, but not humanities.

I’ve lived in this labyrinth of life,
Where negativity was the succor
Given by some of my entourage, that’s rife
With jealousy,  bias, and is a bereaver.

They suck out the optimism and
Joy of life out of each stupendous second,
That you fear drowning in the labyrinth
Of fiery destruction that steals your breath.

Instead,  let the minutia of the labyrinth
Turn into an adventurous life in stealth.

   ©️ 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

Categories
Uncategorized

Gold Certificate for my poem,  Writing Visions

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

Writing Visions

In the depth of autumn’s fury,
The day has a ritulant glow
Encasing her gold tresses in a halo
Of light As she holds her pen, poised, to carry

Her vision of a world filled with cheer,
Shimmering over the river’s shore,
Accepting her peaceful humanity where fear
Is a forgotten feeling that seeps through pore

Flooding away its trauma, building
New communities, integrated with purpose
As she watches addictions evaporating
And discipline, righteousness are the cause

Held dear to all. She keeps her pen
Over the paper, wishing, wishing
That life as she knows it dissipates into a hen-
House, encasing all the negativity and fishing

Out the best of optimism’s cry
That resonates into souls needing to fight.
©️ 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

Categories
Uncategorized

Accolade and Review for my poem,  Fall Sunset

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

Malak Kalmoni. Chehab How exuberant, Malak, a glorious ode to the joy of autumn! It’s wonderful how you encourage the reader to fly free, to be adventurous, rejuvenated. That’s a lovely irony since spring is typically invoked. Then you inspire us to become a brightening star like the sun and to be lighthearted, not to melt and burn, but to brighten the world in liberating fun. Your entire poem has the most wonderful feeling of a rising sun, the “flame of life.” By Linda Powers O’Dell

Fall Sunset

The flaming sun burnishes the sky
With reds and oranges
Spilling over tree tops
Like  a flame of life; let go and Fly!

Fly like the falling leaf strewn
Into an adventure to adorn
The grounds with its fragility
Rejuvenation and transiency.

Fly into the rutilant shine,
Shining brighter than the setting
Or rising sun, know that you’re fine
And unequivocally a star brightening

Those around you with greater
Influence, power than any sun
Whose heat melts those closer,
While you, you brighten the sphere for fun.

©️ 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

Categories
Uncategorized

Gold Certificate for my poem, Taking Initiative

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

Taking Initiative

The youth of today have proven
Their strength, Fortitude, and given
Up freedom to take a stand against
Oppressors, murders, genocide creators post

Their dominion, ‘victimhood’ on news
That’s twisted to empower their views
Knowing that in this age of tech
Even children have the ability to peck

Into the ocean of lies where grains
Of truths are shiny diamonds that pains
The oppressor’s hold over ignorance
That’s being swept away in a prance

By the creative youths who’ve shared
Their findings unhindered
By the punishment that governments
Hold over them, deportation,  prison, jobless …


©️ 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

Categories
Uncategorized

Accolade and Review for my poem,  We Did Everything

By: Zac Warden

Malak Kalmoni. Chehab powerful poem Malak, Hard hitting and rightly so! This is a well crafted poem but probably quite difficult to verbalise aloud… it has few obvious breaks or pauses between stanzas and complex word use… The only way I think this could be adequately delivered is then hard and fast, within righteous anger, an emotional outpouring of angst? Or very slowly in a resigned,defeated tempo… mid way would stumble… and it is too good a poem with too important a message to stumble…. I’m interested in your thoughts?

Thank you for the honor and your hard work. This was a spoken poem that’s difficult to render,  but I’ll do my best.

We Did Everything

We did all we could …
Yet, genocide is as deadly as beheading,
Death is as real as your breathing,
Living is as traumatic as a horrifying cloud.

We did all we could …
But child amputees are running marathons
To survive but another day as pawns
Of politics that’s gross as it hammered

That “We did all we could”, clause
That left pregnant mothers to die,
Elderly to fry in fire’s explosive dye,
Fathers to be scattered in pieces in cruel cries

That “We did all we could”, was
Said to assuage politicians’ conscious
While knowing their endeavors were shackled in pious
Prison, whose doctrine permits rapes,

Whose haze in, “We did all we could”,
Evaporates in the fog of time that flies
Without scheduling its prime in trauma that cries
Out to be understood, yet, their voices loud

And proud in the hopeful quagmire of guilt
Of surviving, whole or not, presses
In the abyss of despair where hopeless
Orphaned, erased families, press to built.

©️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

Categories
Uncategorized

2nd place, Certificate of Excellence for my poem, Olive Fields’ Heritage

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

Malak Kalmoni. Chehab

Malak, your poem “Olive Fields’ Heritage” is a powerful exploration of history, culture, and identity, with vivid imagery and poignant themes ¹.

By: Dominique Albano Erecilla

Olive Fields’ Heritage

Oh ye olive trees, whose roots for centuries
Have spread into the Levant, your quarries
About the reason for being uprooted, buries

The foundation of civilizations gone,
Here, and yet to come are all rooted in one
Intertwined, integrated root that has a lone

Purpose: remind, recall, history’s lessons
The great highs and lows, artifacts, impressions
Of transience quickly replaced By processions

Of newer generations, all rooted in olive
Trees who’ve born witness to oppressive
Rulers, Just empires, horrific conquerors have

Marched through olive fields soaked
In blood where stories, history embraced
To create a film of varied heritages covered

Up with decades of erased traditions,
Language, culture, religions, whose comprehensions
And integration within one another is in suppressions

For to be transparent about heritage
Is to give truth free reign to soar in an age
Where lies, manipulation, a victim’s rage

Are hidden in order for a mainstream
Storyline to be carried above all, a crime
Against humanity, loss of compassion hidden in time.
©️ 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