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Certificate of Distinction for my poem, Innocence’s Plight

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

Innocence’s Plight

From BLM to ICE raids
From a home to rubble
From fields of olives to burnt lands
From stealing old olive trees
To destroying homes
From armies helping settlers,
Be oppressive to decimation of properties
From innocence to disillusionment,
From childhood to ancient wisdom
From mobs striving for justice
To being over policed by injustice,
From free speech to changing
The narrative to better suit their storytelling,
A new version of reality, lies
That destroy virtues, moralities,
And decency that an integral part of our humanities.


©️ 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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Peace for Palestine,  an International Anthology dedicated to Gaza published Chapter 25 with 3 of my poems

I’m humbled, flabbergasted by the honor of having a chapter for my 2 poems about Gaza.  The topic of Gaza, the humanitarian problems, genocide that has been ongoing for almost 3 years has had a deep effect on me.  Knowing that I have access to simple utilities,  taken for granted, is in and on itself difficult to digest.  Even worse is the fact that when hunger striked and International Aid locations opened up, the Palestinians were shot down simply for trying to stay alive. 

This Anthology, link below, is a collaboration of international poets who agree on the fact that peace is necessary,  humanity is failing Palestinians,  and our pens, minds are our rebellion.

Link to Amazon

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0H7NQM5GT?ref=cm_sw_r_ffobk_cso_cp_mwn_dp_0BXVQB0JXZ6E34YK9NNK_1&ref_=cm_sw_r_ffobk_cso_cp_mwn_dp_0BXVQB0JXZ6E34YK9NNK_1&social_share=cm_sw_r_ffobk_cso_cp_mwn_dp_0BXVQB0JXZ6E34YK9NNK_1&bestFormat=true

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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Accolade and Review for my poem,  Phoenix’s Rise

Malak Kalmoni. Chehab Fantastic mirror and concrete poem, Malak! In your first stanza the first seven lines decrease in number of syllables, (10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 3,) and then like a phoenix rising, the next seven lines increase, (3, 2, 6, 8, 8, 8, 8.) The last three lines are a preamble to your inspiring cascading refrain to embracing the future and starting anew like the glorious phoenix. The ruins and rubble of your first lines are wonderfully poignant; the central cause, ambition, is powerfully emphasized by repetition. You subtly acknowledge its benefits but deplore how it creates wealth that is used to dominate others. The cycles of the phoenix seem to be the way of the world. Superb inventive and thoughtful poetry! Brava!! By, Linda Powers O’Dell

A visual poem
Phoenix’s Rise 

The Phoenix will rise out of the ashes
Ashes of fire, destruction, rubble,
Rubble of buildings of cement,
Cement that housed families,
Families whose lives ruined,
Ruined by ambition,
Ambition!
Ambition.
Power
Power of politics,
Politics and economy,
Economy that leads to wealth,
Wealth that is revered for its breadth,
Breadth to dominate those with less,
Less money, connections,
Connections, compelling
Compelling survivors in

S        U        V       O       R        S
U        N        I        W      E        T
P        D        T        N      V        A
P        E         A        I         I       R
L        R         L         I       T         T
I                                N      A        I
C       A          R         G       L       N
A                   E                    I        G
T                   F          A       Z
I                   R                    E        A
O                  A          F       D        N
N                  I           U                  E
                    N          T        C       W
                                  U       U        .
                                  R       S
                                  E       T
                                            O
                                            M

©️ 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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Award of Appreciation for my poem, Rights of War

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

Rights of War

Winners of wars determine the history
Propagated to newer generations
In a bid to sway sympathy
Away from the destructions

That took place, as though hiding
Them would erase the truths
Of desolation,  Rubble, exploding
Buildings and bodies whose loss of breaths

Determine the storyline of the victor
Rather than about justice, rights,
Humanity, compassion to war prisoner
Whose degradation was placed in highlights

Of social media to consume like
Breakfast, while they resume their
Lives as passive observers who place a pike
In the hearts of survivor.

©️ 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 Platinum: Certificate of Excellence, for my poem,

I’m honored to have been chosen for this accolade.  Thank you, administrators,  for your hard work.

Babe’s Phoenix

Mother whose despair is like
Acrid smoke of burnt flesh
Surrounds her nightly course of fresh
Baked corpses whose breaths are a pike

Of fear that death is near,
But she carries hope on her hip
Cradled against her breast, a trip
She makes daily carrying life, as sear

Of a future, a Phoenix from the ash
Rises in the form of the innocent
Babe she holds, close to heart, bent
On giving it her life’s blood, brash

In the knowledge that her milk
Will sustain it while it syphons
Her health as nutrients, tons
Are unavailable, and sacrifice is silk

For her baby to grow on,
A Phoenix born from fire, passion,
Compassion, empathy, a fashion
That enrobes the babe, soar and don

Its firey feathers on display,
A life lived with dignity, glory,
Unparallelled beauty that’s never gory
Rather, it’s fascinating, never grey

Full of life where hope, freedom
Expire in the ashes of
The Phoenix’s Rise, newly born, stuff
Of myth and legends alike ends’ never come.

©️ 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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Accolade and Reviews for my poem, Press Vest

Review for my poem: Press Vest

Malak Kalmoni. Chehab If your role model was THE VEST…. Much needed when successfully used. You sure wrote a provoking image-filled disturbing truth, sad to say, poem, Malak.
Makes one know one life should MEAN TO ONE ANOTHER! ✝️☮️

Be Blessed!!!🙏🫶
Shee G ✍️

Press Vest

The press vest filled with holes, spilled stained
Blood, dusted debries, falling on
The corpses’ heads, grounded, buried
Under rubble, bubble like maps

That chronicle the rampages
Of discordant attacks privy
To location of all that try
Not to cry for the human loss
That’s too gross, property is floss
In ruination, standing barely.

©️ 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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Certificate of Outstanding for my poem, World in Your Palm

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

World in Your Palm

As technology evolves, our mode
Of communication increase, and the code
For communication changes in a dire
Attempt to keep up with the choir

Of voices raised as they speak
Simultaneously, seeking a close peck
On the cheek, can be seen not felt,
Still, it reduces the Nostalgia you get

Missing loved ones, home,
Foods and culture that come
To your aid as your workplace
Requires ethics that are not of this place.

As days go by, news becomes
Scarce, worry alienates you from homes,
But, worry not, your phone, window
To the world, can show you

Any location instantly with a touch,
Especially when internet is a bunch
Of wireless connections that fail
In the face of exploding bombs that quail

And break the access to people,
Your cell is your weapon to gobble
Any news of home, under siege,
Your hopes revolve around posts on a page

That gives news, any news,
News that spews lies in cues
With political backing that refuse
To admit their subterfuge, that’s of no use,

As we can see, through our cell,
Dead fetus being extracted from the rubble,
Decapitation, amputations, and remains
In bags of flour, plastic bags, even backpack that rains

Blood on the already sodden ground.

©️ 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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Diploma for my poem, Sounds of War

Thank you, administrators,  for the accolade and your hard work.

Sounds of War

Drum, drum, drum,
Drum the stoned bun,
Turn it around and run.

Drum, drum, drum,
The hum of whizzing stones
Drop like bombs on bones.

Crunch, crunch, crunch,
Rush to flee debris from a thump
That hits the head, and you’re dead! No pomp!

Stomp, stomp, stomp,
On the stoned cement
Fallen from bombardment ..

Cave, cave, cave,
Under the hopelessly inhumane
Conditions of decayed bodies, pain …

Rotting, rotting, rotting
Away in the streets, floors underground
With walls, furniture burying you, never found …

Slowly,  slowly,  slowly,
Killing you with death around you,
Within you, captivating you in its horror’s view.

Boom, boom, boom,
The shaking, quaking resulting
In fear spreading like bird songs floating …

Wheezing, wheezing, wheezing,
Trying to breathe under the rubble
Is like being buried alive in moving sands in a cuddle.

©️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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Diploma for my poem: Sounds of War

Thank you, administrators,  for the accolade and your hard work.

Sounds of War

Drum, drum, drum,
Drum the stoned bun,
Turn it around and run.

Drum, drum, drum,
The hum of whizzing stones
Drop like bombs on bones.

Crunch, crunch, crunch,
Rush to flee debris from a thump
That hits the head, and you’re dead! No pomp!

Stomp, stomp, stomp,
On the stoned cement
Fallen from bombardment ..

Cave, cave, cave,
Under the hopelessly inhumane
Conditions of decayed bodies, pain …

Rotting, rotting, rotting
Away in the streets, floors underground
With broken walls, furniture burying you, never found …

Slowly, slowly, slowly,
Killing you with death around you,
Within you, captivating you in its horror’s view.

Boom, boom, boom,
The shaking, quaking resulting
In fear spreading like bird songs floating …

Wheezing, wheezing, wheezing,
Trying to breathe under the rubble
Is like being buried alive in moving sands in a cuddle.

©️ 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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My poem, Breathe Through the Blood, published in Stencils magazine

Breathe Through The Blood

I’m drowning in blood,
Blood of families blown asunder,
Asunder. Limbs and heads loll,
Loll, broken, decapitated, bloody,
Bloody from arteries leaking,
Leaking from wounds, impossible,
Impossible to tend, as hospitals,
Hospitals have lost the ability to heal,
Heal thousands of extreme wounds,
Wounds teaching ‘How to breathe,
Breathe under water’ and blood, swim freely,
Freely through the morass of corpses,
Corpses dismembered in bombs,
Bombs used to spread fear,
Fear for the need to survive,
Survive another day of massacres,
Massacres in refugee camps,
Camps made of flimsy tents,
Tents made of canvas easily destroyed,
Destroyed by a breeze, flammable with fire,
Fire that burns all to smithereens.,
Smithereens and shards of pagers,
Pagers and phones turned to bombs,
Bombs that made it necessary to remove,
Remove patients’ eyes, that traumatized,
Traumatized surgeons whose job,
Job is to help their patients survive,
Survive,  yes, but with which abilities?

©️ 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