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These are two poems i have written lately relating to LOTR and The Sill. The First one is incomplete and is more of a stroy poem but do me a favor and dont scroll to the end, read it because you will see who the character is at the end,
The Second one is a completed poem and i think it is my favorite.
*not named yet*
You go to the Grey Havens, beyond the White Towers
When your time on Middle-Earth is shortened to hours
You will see Cirdan, with his long white beard
When you see him, you shall forget all that you have feared
The harbor is filled with water that is so clear
It will fill you with joy, and you may shed a tear
The song of the elves will echo through the city
It may fill your heart with happiness or a sense of pity
For you are leaving the places you have made
To travel across the sea, where the light shall not fade
The breeze shall sound like the whispers of the ones who came before
They are calling you home, from across a distant shore
The time has now come for you to travel to the undying land
You final journey is now at hand
When you reach Aman, you will see white shores and white birds
You will be in utter awe and without any words
When you breathe the air, it will be as the breath of life
The first one to greet you is you’re most beautiful wife
She is wearing a white dress and has long blonde hair
Her beauty is immeasurable, for nothing to you seems so fair
She is so beautiful to you and her hair is glistening like the rain
For she is the Silver Queen and her name is Celebrain
With her you shall walk long and far
Till you come upon the great white mountain where the Valar are
In the hall on the peak, sit King Manwe and Lady Varda
They are the masters of the west and the control the fate of Arda
On your travels you come across a women who’s name is Elwing, which means star-spray
She is your mother and her husband flies in the sky this very day
She left you long ago to save your life
Because the sanctity of the Silmaril stood on the edge of a knife
You begin to think about your lineage and race
Until you look across the sea, wishing you could see you daughters face
You had offered her the choice to live with you and enjoy immortality
But she forsook her elven grace and chose love and mortality
*To be continued*
If you have any suggestions or complaints or you want to see something in the poem that you want me to add, OR a title idea just post em here.
To Fly
Of all the mariners under the sky
Only one of them would dare to fly
His name was Lord Earendil
And he married the daughter of Dior Eluchíl
When Gondolian fell to shadow and flame
To the havens of Sirion Earendil came
With Cirdan, he created a ship for all to see
He would use Vingilot to cross the great sea
Lost in the sea with out and hope, he saw a bird, like a white dove
It was Elwing with the Silmari who came out of love
To the Valar he would come, to say his great plea
To save Middle-Earth from the darkness it may be
The Valar agreed and offered him a gift in return
A gift that was a choice, a hard one to make, he would learn
To live as an elf and enjoy the blessings of immortality
Or to live as a man and enjoy the gift of mortality
He chose to live as an elf for the sake of his wife
For without Elwing, his love, he would have no life
The army of the Valar would soon land on Belerainds shores
To challenge Morgoth's might at Angbads doors
The War of wrath began with elf fighting orc under the sky
Until Ancalagon and his dragons would fly
But a bright light came and with the eagles, Earendil flew
And fought with the dragons and Ancalagon, who he slew
The ground would shake and Galadrial had a notion
The soon Beleraind would sink beneath the ocean
With Morgoth defeated and never to threaten again
It would seem Lord Earendils task was at an end
But the Valar lifted him up to fly
As the Eastern Star, shining in the night sky.
Thanks for reading i hoped you liked them. Tell me what you think.
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