Malak is what he named me

My name is Malak, pure and bright

An angel’s touch, a beam of light.

In Arabic, it softly sings

Of mercy wrapped in silken wings

My father chose it, soft and true

A name he dreamed of before I grew

He whispered it with pride so deep

A name to keep

Malak, a name that helped me fly

Every fall, I still reach high

Though strangers stumbled strong

It always felt like a song

Some say it’s foreign, hard to say

Their tongues tangled; they turned away

I say it means angel’s grace

A name my father chose with faith

It’s more than letters, more than sound

A legacy that has no bound

A name that guides me through the light

A piece of me, both pure and bright

I wear it with pride

A symbol of my heart inside

And in my father’s voice I hear

The love he gave me, pure and clear

He gave me a gift so pure

A bond that time cannot endure

His love is everywhere

A guiding force that is always there

Angel is what he named me

 

 

Reflection:

It was interesting to review other poems, looking at their structure, the type they chose, why it was decided, and what the topic of each poem was about. I think that each wrote their poem in their own way, choosing a topic that is related to them, and after explaining to me what they meant or how it is related to them, like giving a deep explanation, helped me understand each of my peers’ poems more. And by discussing our poems, I learned a lot of ways to use metaphors and rhyming words, as they were included in most poems. Even though poetry is not my cup of tea, writing it was interesting, and I learned about different types of poems that I had never heard of before, like Haiku, and how each has its own structure.

In my poem, I wrote about my name Malak, which means Angel in Arabic, that was purposely chosen by my dad, adding more details about my relationship with my father, I described its meaning. And adding a few lines describing how people view it since it’s a “Foreign Name” according to them. I wrote this poem using metaphors and Rhyming words, using the lyrical style. which I thought would be the best fit.

When it came to feedback, my peers gave me lots of good feedback, and they were inspired by the meaning behind my poem, and how wholesome the poem was, and reviewing my peers’ poems, there were a lot of different topics, but poems that are stuck with me was one of my peers wrote about current wars that were happening today, and she described in a very specific way it was inspiring, and another one that was related to mental health and sleepless nights