To Ashes

My eldest has passed.
My second has perished.
I've lost all I hold dear
And all that I cherished.

The darkness is coming.
My kingdom won't hold.
The sword is still broken
Of the tales of old.

In the halls of the kings
I shall come to sleep.
Pour the oil on me
As I stand here and weep.

I shall burn to ashes
Lying by my son.
I will come to rest.
My troubles will be done.


You can read more at my site, but I will post my new ones in this thread as I write them.

Thank you for reading.

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Wow, FRODOFAN, that's really good! I love it

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The smile that lit her fair face greeted this mortal man. The divinity she once grasped soon left to take his hand.

Nice poem! lliked it!

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Visit The Varsian Kingdom!

Thank you both. I'm actually working on one that's inspired by Lúthien. Maybe I'll finish it within the next few days.

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Can't wait!

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The smile that lit her fair face greeted this mortal man. The divinity she once grasped soon left to take his hand.

Ooo, i like that!!! I had to read it again b/c i didn't realize wut it was about, but once I did, wow! it's really good. post more!!! *puts FRODOFAN on "look for new poems" list.*

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"Great art is as irrational as great music. It is mad with its own loveliness."