'POETIC GATHERING'

Winter creeps,
As fall also crawls,
Grey's "Elegy" and memories!

Similar,
How we poets can be,
Time can't really separate us.

Emily,
Charlotte's sweet sister,
Is also my writer-friend.

And John Keats,
Along with Shelley,
Is with me spiritually.

While Wordsworth,
With his "Lucy Grey",
Loves to join our company.

Allan Poe,
Talks of "Annabel Lee",
As I sip my evening tea.

Khayyam too,
Makes himself revel,
With bread, wine and love quatrains.

Ghalib smiles,
As he too comes in,
This 'poetic gathering'...just for me!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is a poem composed as a poetic revelation as the slowly drifting fall-winter afternoon gave way to a sombre evening with me reading and reflecting on the lives and poems of the poets mentioned above. Ghalib is Mirza Asadullah Khan Ghalib -- the most acclaimed Urdu poet till today. He lived from 1797 to 1869 in Delhi, India.
Readers will have to use their imagination in a poetically spiritual way (Easy for most poets and poetesses) if they want to enjoy the poem.

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The gathering

The poems title drew me into reading it. How beautifully you have conjoured up this gathering. I wish I could be a part of it