Thank you for the honor and your hard work.
Lone Figure
He lives on the bench
He sleeps with head bowed
Twisted into resting, posed
Like the McDonald’s statue looking like a branch
Off the bench he’s resting on,
He wears his home in pockets filled
With knickknacks of a life felled
By taking a wrong turn in life’s ton
Of deviating trajectories leading
To his arm cushioning his head
On the top slat that keeps him upright, bend
Head and palm in his pocket keeping
It warm and protecting what little
He has. His body bent, his feet
Encased in boots, warm in winter, heat
Sweaty in summer, but protects, coddle
His feet from nature’s swaying
Changes covered, temporarily
As he drifts into faulty memory
Logged in regret, a cloack thicker than the reigning
Stutter of his heart, as it beats
A lonely drum, a cacophony Of sound
Discordant with the beauty around
Budding greens and life streaming in cleats.
©️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
Poetry for Change 