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Two Certificates of Excellence, Feast’s Unity & Jailed Wine

Feast’s Unity

Crave the jubilation of feasting,
every religious ceremony that binds
lonely souls into a community
even if they are racially, culturally different,
but, all enemity is set aside when celebrating the
revival of humanity’s compassionate understanding.
arrows from Cupid’s bow hits its
target and transforms aggression
into love, friendship, jubilation,
owning that positivity, propagating it, and
never letting pessimism or negativity
spring into the forefront without a care,

And only those ungenerous with their humanity
forgo gatherings that uplift the soul.

jumping into the fray, with all the
overgrown children’s merriment
Yields a time filled with astounding wonder.
ยฉ๏ธ Malak kalmoni chehab ยฉ๏ธ

Jailed Wine

The wine flute, amber colored,
Glistens in the light twighlight, caged,
Jailed in a bird cage, vainly
Trying not to succomb to the dainty
Elixir of fire that has become
The world’s addiction to overcome

Insecurities, depression, isolation
Amidst the many, as she, elegant sophistication,
Carries the caged wine, daintily
Trying not to spill its contents, precisely
Measured for the utmost enjoyment,
As she crosses the sands of time in bewilderment.

ยฉ๏ธMalak kalmoni chehab ยฉ๏ธ

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

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Diamond Certificate for my poem, Intertwined

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.

ยฉ๏ธ Malak kalmoni chehab ยฉ๏ธ

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

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The Groundsel Weed

Woman in my dreams,
Hazy features covered, as you please,
By groundsels whose hairy filaments
Soar around her, blankets
Her from head to toe,
Trying vainly to get closer to blow
Its velvety softness in a Tornado
Of white that sweeps in an elegant flow.

She contemplates its fragility,
Wondering at the reality
Of how daintily flimsy
Its flower is, while its stem is definitely
Rooted in her heart, prettily
Proving it’s longevity.

She reverently catches a blowing
Head, as she admires its flowing
Dance, whose strength is glowing
In a sensual litany that’s dizzying.

Dream of the flower that nestles
Its thorns into delicate hearts
That beats for imagination that bleeds.

ยฉ๏ธ Malak kalmoni chehab ยฉ๏ธ

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Pirouette


I watch as she pirouettes,
Her dress, a parachute, flies
In waves to her flutters.

Her sensual beauty attracts
An audience, not for her moves,
But for the supplication in her eyes.

They shine with an inner peace
That translates into a pace
Shinier than the purest diamond face.

My gaze is glued to her flexible
Limbs that have divined that the rain bubble
Ensconces her in a world where trouble

Is an abstract concept she’s never
Experienced, as her innocent cover
Protects her as she adds prayer to the dancer.

As her body flows, swings, undulates,
She hears titters on her esthetics.
She says: ‘Believe in a faith that provides
Truth and dares to challenge lies.’

They then turn away and bicker,
Having forgotten why she was a riveting picture.

ยฉ๏ธMalak kalmoni chehab ยฉ๏ธ

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๐Ÿซ…Creation Of A Woman ๐Ÿซ… ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿ’ƒ ๐Ÿ’ƒWow!*Woman*๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿ’ฉ When God created the woman He worked late on Friday……… ๐ŸงšAn angel came and asked. “Why spend so much time on it?” Replied the God,”Did you see all the specifications, I had to meet in order to design it?” ๐Ÿ’ƒโ— She must function in all kinds of situations. ๐Ÿ’ƒโ— She must be able to adopt several children at once. ๐Ÿ’ƒโ— Have a hug that can heal anything from a bruised knee to a broken heart. ๐Ÿ’ƒโ— She must do it all with just two hands. ๐Ÿ’ƒโ— She heals herself when she is sick and can work 18 hours a day. ๐Ÿงš The angel was impressed “Only two hands”……. impossible! ๐Ÿ’ฉ๐Ÿ‘ธAnd this is the standard model?๐Ÿซ… ๐ŸงšThe angel approached and touched the woman. “But you made her so soft,.” ๐Ÿ’ฉ”She’s soft,” God said, “But I made her strong, You can not imagine what she can endure and overcome” ๐Ÿงš “Can she think?” Asked the angel …Replied the God”Not only can she think, she can reason and negotiate.” ๐Ÿงš The angel touched her cheek ……”God, this piece seems to be leaking! You’ve put too much of a burden on it,” ๐Ÿ’ฉ”She’s not leaking … it’s a tear.” The God corrected the angel … ๐Ÿงš”What is it for?” Asked the angel …… ๐Ÿ’ฉSaid the God “Tears are her way of expressing her sorrow, her doubts, her love, her solitariness, her suffering and her pride.” … ๐Ÿงš It made a great impression on the angel, “God, you’re a genius. You thought of everything, “A truly wonderful woman ” ๐Ÿ’ฉ Said the God, “Indeed she is! ๐Ÿ’ƒโ–  She has the power to amaze a man. ๐Ÿ’ƒโ–  She can handle troubles and carry heavy loads. ๐Ÿ’ƒโ–  She holds happiness, love and opinions. ๐Ÿ’ƒโ–  She smiles when she feels like screaming. ๐Ÿ’ƒโ–  She sings when she feels like crying, cries when she’s happy and laughs when she’s scared. ๐Ÿ’ƒโ–  She fights for what she believes in. ๐Ÿ’ƒโ–  Her love is unconditional…… “Her heart breaks when a relative or friend dies, but she finds the strength to continue living.” ๐ŸงšAngel asked: So she is a perfect being? ๐Ÿ’ฉ The God replied: No. It has only one drawback, “She often forgets what she’s worth.” ๐Ÿ‘‰ Send it to all the women you respect …. And to all the men who respect a woman ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘ ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿ’ƒ * Being a woman is invaluable * ๐Ÿ’ฏ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ˜ƒ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿ’ƒ ๐Ÿ‘‰*Pass this on to every woman in your touch to make her feel proud of herself.* ๐Ÿ‘ˆ ๐ŸŒน Copyright ยฉยฎ Prince Amb poet Dr prasanna Kumar mohapatra,India. ๐ŸŒท

I came across this and wanted to share the beauty, delicacy, and women’s strength in living a life carrying out many roles in a society that lacks appreciation for all she does.