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Heart

Heart, ohhh sweet heart,

I long for the days you were red,

Not a sunburnt heart full of dread.

Trampled heart

Disillusioned organ full of cheer,

Don’t give the fight that’ll impart

Moral, knowledge, friendship,

To all those who value

Mentorship over the need for material that rip

Your heart and soul

Replacing them with a money bowl.

By: Malak Kalmoni Chehab

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A Little Bit Longer

A poem read by Malak Kalmoni Chehab from her poetry book, Perfectly Flawed.

It’s about loss, and the survivor’s need to Grieve, and wishing that you had a bit more time with loved ones.

https://anchor.fm/malak-kalmoni/episodes/A-Little-Bit-Longer-e1jot08

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They’ve arrived!!!!Perfectly Flawed, by Malak Kalmoni Chehab

Knowing it’s published and holding it in your hands are 2 very different feelings! Elation, excitement, and fear of being judged! But then what’s the use of writing if you’re not critiqued? It shows you’re being read!

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Mark My Words?!

PROMOTION: 10 FREE ITUNES BOOKS

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Appreciation!

I officially have 80 followers!!!! Not counting the views or anything else! Thank you for your continued support 🙏

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Out of Time

Time, the b-ch, that slips through any wisps,
Takes away your joyous loves
Of the wander that the present presents.

Exert from my poetry book, Perfectly Flawed

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Subjugation

Unity needing solidarity, equality of sexes,
Races, and religious beliefs
Needs compromise,  and setting of pride aside
Letting devotion to home, country, and family
Lift you above all that is petty.

Exert from my poetry book, Perfectly Flawed. Available at ebook retailers, iTunes, kobo, Kindle, Googlebooks.com, Nook.com.

Also available in paperback and hardcover, FriesenPress.com, Amazon.com….

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My copyright registration for my book!

I was so excited when I got this!!!! Have you felt the same?

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Meet Me Halfway

I’ve perhaps done a lot of things halfway,
Gave up, and moved away rather than fight the fray.
Why do we give up when home is but a minute away?
Doesn’t it’s security call to us from far away?

(Exert from, PerfectlyFlawed)

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