Poetry for Change
Lone
As I embrace the quiet night,
I let the calm moon flutter through my thought:
Plans, schedules, frivolity, wonder
That wanders in the quagmire
Of broken dreams that I will
My fortitude to take note and grill
The negativity, charred into dust
Of solitude that is a necessary gust.
To Dream a World
As I sleep, my mind creates a world
Of imaginary beings living in harmony,
Where faeries, humans, unicorns, have a word
That’s heard and fuses into all that’s savory.
The faery is such a beauty, holding
Audiences with all and sundry. All, all
Coalesce in one community, cohabitating
One space peacefully and call out, call
The world out on its synchronicity’s need to
Bathe its species, human and other
In a light filled with a pleasing symphony too
Overpowering to be replaced with a hater
That reveals destruction of order of a solicitous
Nature that helps captivate your pretentious cover
Of needing love to be the universal currency instead of audacious
Violence that oppresses the value of being a lover.
©️Malak kalmoni chehab ©️
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon.com.
https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518
To Dream a World
As I sleep, my mind creates a world
Of imaginary beings living in harmony,
Where faeries, humans, unicorns, have a word
That’s heard and fuses into all that’s savory.
The faery is such a beauty, holding
Audiences with all and sundry. All, all
Coalesce in one community, cohabitating
One space peacefully and call out, call
The world out on its synchronicity’s need to
Bathe its species, human and other
In a light filled with a pleasing symphony too
Overpowering to be replaced with a hater
That reveals destruction of order of a solicitous
Nature that helps captivate your pretentious cover
Of needing love to be the universal currency instead of audacious
Violence that oppresses the value of being a lover.
©️Malak kalmoni chehab ©️
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon.com.
https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518
The online magazine, the Unsealed, has placed my poem, Twilight’s Darkened Light, in its newsletter! I’m so excited
Twilight’s Darkened Light
The night’s fading darkness
Is illuminated by filaments that glimmers
With piercing reddish hues
Into a horizon of fading darkened blues.
With each touch of brilliant, glinting light
The scenery is transformed, bright
As a white pigeon in heightened flight,
Soaring, like Icarus, too near the sun’s slight
Heat that tenderly caresses its feathery
Wings across all living things, bravely
Broaching the new day optimistically,
Knowing that man’s destruction will invariably
Alter the breathtaking beauty of sunrise,
Twisting its vibrancy into shades
Of tenebrous grey, colorless, and lifeless,
As everything becomes hopeless.
Let each new day be your oath
To be stronger than the sun’s breadth,
As you emulate its depth
Of strength, that reigns above all in stealth.
©️Malak kalmoni chehab ©️
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms:
https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518
Flighty Hearts
Love our paper hearts
Easy to tear,
but cuts
Like a bear.
Its unique shape
Lends to despair,
When it broke
By your hand and air.
Its unique shape
Rises into fullness,
Then dips in face
Of falsehoods that pierce…
Look into its shape
That seems divided
Into yay and nay, a cape
Of vascillation that cried,
Its tear wails
Till eye sight goes blind
With too many choices
And decisions that bind.
Oh ye who have
A paper heart,
Let its love
Blind you and never cut.
©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️
Poetess, author: Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, available on Amazon.com, iTunes, Googlebooks, kobo, Barnes and noble, and more
https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518
Intertwined
The vanda blue orchid adorns silver,
Long, wavy hair that frames her
Violet hued eyes, button nose,
And glistening rosy lips that pause
With each end note of the violin’s
Hearty tune, that attracts butterflies,
Transparent to royal purple hues,
Flitting around her feet in sublime harmonies
With the birds that soar higher,
As though being strummed better
Through the violin’s strings
That are taut in their place that brings
Wonder and symphony of animal
And human lives intertwined in a primal
Need for survival with a core
Of compassion that’s human and not a bore.
©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️
More of my poetry is available in my book,Perfectly Flawed poetry for change:
https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518
For one of my poems using a quote from Desmond Tutu about hope.
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, combines themes about relationships, postcolonialism/ social criticism, and self-perception/ awareness/ growth.
https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518
Share five things you’re good at.
I’m great at helping others in the fields. I feel I have a certain expertise, like listening to others’ likes and implementing them, especially if it has to with cooking or baking. The latter is, at times, a therapeutic form of stress relief, where I get to chop things and bludgeon the dough into submission 😀. I’m generally a great listener, except when someone is stubbornly narrow-minded, then i prefer not to converse or listen to them.
As an MA holder in English Literature, I l9ve to read, the more varied the better. I also write opinions, editing of thesis, poetry, and judging different types of books: novels, anthologies, and poetry. When it comes to my writing, I know I’m verbose, visual, and descriptive, which help when I feel stuck while I write. I like taking a detour in my writing before completing my original ideas.
As a daughter, wife, and mother, I love nurturing those I believe are mine! They all enjoy their food more when I make it, even if it’s a lowly sandwich 🥪 😋!
I’m an excellent helper to those who ask for it, or not, as I insert my services without being asked. That can lead to problems with some people, apparently! But, I don’t know why!
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, raises a variety of themes that are humane in nature: relationships, postcolonial/ social criticism, self-awareness/ growth.
https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518
What is one thing you would change about yourself?
It feels like the world spins and flows like a river, unstoppable, and when it seems as though you don’t have enough time for everyone you love. As a nurturer and introvert, I bottle up my worries as I try, unsuccessfully, to take care of everyone’s needs before my own. The time, I would like to have is so that I can take care of myself better. That way, I can give more.
Sometimes, the world around you feels so oppressive that it stumps your ability to navigate a world that supports murder, death, and genocide of those weaker. That feeling carries into your home, blocking your capacity to be there for your family, as it drowns you, constantly, in visions of charred bodies, women, children, elderly, even infants in incubators die. How can I reconcile my compassionate nature with what I’m being asked to bear witness to?
How can I perform within my family when I’m bombarded by such visions of violent, thoughtless aggression against the innocent? Why is it that I have to witness peoples’ lack of humanity as they watch and do nothing?
Poetess, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change
https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518
Cycle of Time
Sands of time start with a babe’s
Conception of sperm and ovules,
Its development takes time;
Birth is a necessary hardship for the crime
Of having a babe to nurture and instill
Ethics, beliefs that take root
And can’t be uprooted by a boot.
Into adulthood, it grows and will fill
The shoes that were too large,
But now, too tight as it’s surpassed its cage,
Soared to become a leader, humane
In treatment of others and transcend the bane
Of chaotic filled desires that blinds
Your progress. In time, you’ll regress
Into infancy’s needs while powerless to halt the demise
Of what you’ve forged, ending up loose sands.
©️Malak kalmoni chehab ©️
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms, including Amazon
https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518
Poetry for Change 