The Hall
With the bling of the word
in my mind I can hear the echoes
of the glittering regal aisles of the Hall...
Oh how a lovely sight
to see them again
coming down one by one
walking down the hall
coming up to the Hall...
This time even better than before...
sifted in the bond of Poetic hearts
united in the verses of Poetry...
In the garden of words
In the paradise of the soul
In the wings of the pen...
Hand in hand
The Poets
are coming down to the Hall...
Manuelle Augustine
@2015
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