We Talked And Laughed And Laughed And Talked Some More,
Nay Did I Know my Heart Had Other Plans.
Time Went By, Still As Friends But My Heart Was Taking Shape
And That’s When All Hell Broke Out!
Category: poetry reading
Holiday Hell, Poetry by Mohammed Islam Butt
“Dare God don’t let it be!”
I happened to glance at the calendar suspended on my wall
There were red X Shapes for days that have passed in those square.
But that wasn’t what caught m eye, it was tomorrows square
And what was written inside.
My messy and somewhat childish handwriting proclaimed what I feared.
“THE CHRISTAMS HOLIDAYS”
Underneath drawn for emphases were a skull and two bones crossing.
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