Do Blood Elves Lay Eggs?So. Ahve been tinkin. Do Blood Elves Lay Eggs?Do Blood Elves Lay Eggs?6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Come on, ya know dey do, ah know dey do.
Da points for? Well, one point is.. ah say dey do.
If ah say dey lay eggs, dey lay eggs, reet?!
An ahm pretteh sure ya will agree, dat is natural.
Elves. Must. Lay. Eggs.
Ya tellin me dey don need ta lay eggs?
eres some new fo ya.
If dey don lay eggs, dey will die out.
Oh, das wha ya mean.
reet. ave ya seen an elf givin birt?
Ugh, das disgustin.
ImladrisIn Imladris, in RivendellImladris2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Are secrets more than I can tell
There ancient lore of long-lost lands
Still lingers on in elven hands
In Rivendell, in Imladris
Are love and laughter, joy and bliss
East of Sea few places remain
That grant such sure surcease from pain
In Imladris, in Rivendell
They shall not yet say their farewell
For even when all else may fade
Some light shall live, untouched by shade.
AkallabethAkallabeth2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Yet such was the cunning of Sauron, and the strength of his hidden will, that ere three years had passed, he bacame close to the councils of the king...And Sauron spoke to the king, saying that his strength was so great, he need not be subject to the ban of the Valar. Then the king harkened to Sauron...and in those days the fleets of the Numenoreans blackened the waters west of the land...and Sauron withdrew to the inmost circles of his dark temple. (Akallabêth, The Silmarillion)
Once he laughed,
In his dark hall-
The lord of all.
Twice he laughed,
For weak-willed men
Who fell, became
His servants then.
Thrice he laughed,
The shadows rang-
Though Doom upon
a thread should hang.
A final time
Would he have laughed?
But then Doom fell-
An iron shaft.
Seemed to frown
On Sauron Gorthaur,
He guessed not
The Valar's wrath,
Though long we walked
His Master's path...
Until the Void
Of Morgoth's crown
Claimed Sauron G
A Mother's Lullaby for Her SonsA Mother’s Lullaby for Her Sons IA Mother's Lullaby for Her Sons1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Hush now, my little ones,
Sleep now and dream of the sun
Shining bright, warm upon your face,
Know not of our people’s disgrace.
Dream not of death and decay,
Let my voice chase them away.
And in their stead, as you rest your head
Upon feathered beds, know not of dread.
But experience the joys of innocent youth
As I prolong the horrible truth
With words full of love
And dreams of gems like the stars above.
Sleep now, my dear
For slumber is near.
Think not of our people’s strife,
As you live a happier life
Here in our lodging in the Blue Mountains,
Of granite halls and marble fountains.
Float away to the lands of sleep,
O’er the Mountains and to dungeons deep.
Drift on clouds of the midnight sky,
Softer than the bed on which you lie,
Until the morning dawn shall break
When the red sun rises shall you wake,
May your beards grow ever longer,
And your arms grow ever stronger.
A Mother’s Lullaby for Her Sons II
Carpathian LoveI have fallen,Carpathian Love6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I fell in love with you.
Nothing will stop me,
From winning your heart.
You will see me,
You will love me,
You will know me,
As I know wish you.
Nothing hurts me more,
Than seeing you in pain.
Crying over fear of life,
For threats have been sent your way.
I'll find them and kill them,
And the threats will go away.
I'll take my life before I lose you,
I'll end the pain of your loss.
For the many years I lived,
Have I once felt this strong.
I want to hold you,
Make you feel safe.
You gave me emotion,
And restored my coloured sight,
You have kept the demon at bay,
I've been alone for many years,
No emotion and no fears.
Then I met you,
And things have all changed.
I gave you blood,
You gave me yours,
And with this exchange,
Your life will change,
I will know what you think,
And the same will go for you.
Nothing secret will tear us apart,
I will be by your side,
I don't care what's in the past,
I only care if you are alright.
J. R. R. TolkienJust see who entersJ. R. R. Tolkien3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
the realm of dreams
that none have seen
legends of old
Molding them into
Reaping the fruits
that in his mind grow
to rivers of words
that from his pen flow
Travel through the lands,
follow the dream
He gives you his hand...
Enter with him!
LullabyAcross vast fields and oceans blueLullaby2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Lies the land of what's myth and true
Where thy dreams lived and future foretold
And where thou canst find the memories of old
Where time fails to keep record of every breath
The land everlasting, unaffected by death
The Lover and the LionLover:The Lover and the Lion2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am made of matchsticks and red ribbons and tiny
sparks of Saturday-morning duvet hopes ricocheting
around my brain into a pattern of torn petals from
daisies. Lovers are destroyers of flowers, we know
this. This is why we belong under trees and in wheat
fields, letting buttercups and dandelions grow between
our toes and around our shoulders. We are made to belong.
Whoever said that a lion is made by birth was
not telling anybody the whole truth. If you would
like to know how, when you stand up, when you roar,
does it feel right? Are you brave? Only the brave can be lions.
a sheep dressing itself in fur and mane will only convince its herd
that it is delusional. You can take the lion out of the desert,
but you will never take the desert from the lion.
Anyone who thinks otherwise must know that you cannot tame what is not willing.
I am made to serve my purpose. To hold anyone who is interested
in the palm of my hands and in the chambers of my heart, to chase
The NoldorMighty are the Second Kindred,The Noldor7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Strong and brave and fair;
Fierce they are and proud,
Tall and dark of hair;
Filled with passion and iron of will,
A two edged sword this can be.
Never do they turn aside from their propose,
From no enemy do they flee.
Ache their hands do to craft and create,
Beloved of the Smith are they.
Burn their minds do for knowledge,
But into folly they sometimes stray.
Lovers of hills and open lands,
The Watchtower their first home.
Many other glorious kingdoms did they build,
Seven High Kings they have known.
That BloodThat Blood3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Torn in two,
The state of which,
We all seem into.
For our souls...
Why treat this Son like He hasn't a use?
As the blood drips down,
Pours from His veins,
With crying and screaming,
He endures the pain,
Walk from the dark,
Into the light,
Open your eyes,
Look at the beautiful sight,
Fall on your knees,
Inhale the love He's given you,
For over and over again,
Mistreat, and hurt this God...
Watch as the fire around,
Dies, and fades away,
Watch as your life,
Just know that He loves you,
Won't ever forsake us,
Even when we live in lies,
Malice, and lust.
Fall in love,
One love that won't end,
Take your torn,
Broken, beaten self,
Kill yourself to God, this flesh is spent...
I Once KnewI once knew a man. A great man.I Once Knew1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
He held dearly those he cherished close, and worked hard to give them the best life he could. He lost something years ago, a tragedy that he couldn't let go of.
He held the most deepest and most darkest of grudges against many than one.
When he had gained back what was lost...there was only one thing he now held dear.
He grew selfish. It cost him.
He did not gained, but he did lose.
He wanted to give the best he could. Its just, no one told him it was okay to fail.
I once knew a young man.
He led a planned life. He was raised to be a leader. He had no childhood.
He showed no fear.
He excelled in politics for he was so charismatic and sure that everyone fell to his whims. He cared for his would-be people. Not himself.
For what was one amongst many.
Gone were the days of joyful giggling. Now lost are the days of a (Would have been) King.
I once knew a boy.
Shielded by the world for he was not 1st in line.
He had a childhood. He felt fear.
Der Herr der Ringe (leicht verkuerzte Version)Abends spät, da klopft es leise,Der Herr der Ringe (leicht verkuerzte Version)1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Gandalf war’s, der Graue Weise.
„Frodo, Lust auf einen kurzen Flug,
Auf Adlers Schwinge, schnell genug?“
„Warum soll ich heut Nacht denn fliegen,
Wo auch im Bett ich könnte liegen?“
„Um Saurons Ring schnell zu vernichten,
So spar’n wir uns gar viel Geschichten.“
So flogen sie zum Schicksalsberg,
Sahen weder Ork noch Zwerg,
Ließen dann den Ring reinplumpsen
Hörten laut des Berges Rumsen,
Danach sie flogen wieder heim,
Welt retten kann so einfach sein.
Giving ThanksWe sang our promises to each otherGiving Thanks2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As you drove towards the bazaar,
Old-new music turning the air sharp and crisp
As the fiery trees that flew by.
Then we walked a little later
Through still-green fields and tire hills,
Speaking of springtime blossoms
As a wintery wind nipped at our hands.
Sitting on what felt like a grassy observation platform,
We ignored the phantom stares of others
And found ourselves in each other
As a summertime sun beat against us.
This new world of ours
Can and will survive the seasons,
For now we two cannot be separated,
Filled to bursting with love and hope.
.you forget that.7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
roses have thorns;
a prick of the
skin will tell you
that you're holding
her too tight
Whispers at Dawn'Twas dawn she heard him calling...Whispers at Dawn2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Miss, say a prayer for me,
For only God doth know mine fate,
And he shall not decree.
I am a ghost upon this earth,
And trapped upon it yet,
Until a kiss from one so fine
My freedom true and set.
Then even God shall have to sway
And let me pass from here,
To roam with others dead as me
With merriment and cheer.
And while I be a phantom lass,
Please do not cry those tears.
For death is not so cruel and harsh,
So put away those fears....
Now off I sail to heaven, love,
Until we meet again.
I'll wait for you as always, girl,
Just yonder, past the plain.
And when your bones are weak and old,
And mortal soul set free,
Go roam and search awhile, love
And you shall be with me.
Beyt YhwhMy soul longs to be near you,Beyt Yhwh11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Heart pounds... fleeting,
when yours is not in sync.
Flesh seems, useless.
When close you're not to touch.
Breaths are, fleeting.
breast cannot contain the air.
When comparing my love for you,
to a once empty lung.
In no confinement will it bear.
Always drawn in your vicinity,
as the compass points true north.
Every notion of my being,
toward your visage journeys forth.
As a constant flowers growth,
in the spring through to fall.
Thus you're majesty tenfold blooms,
piercing light to knees I'd crawl.
On all fours I bear any burden,
for a moment basking in your splendor.
A moment will that last eternal,
worth every trial of my endeavor.
Beware a Master of WordsIf the pen is mightier than the swordBeware a Master of Words2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Then a writer is a mighty man indeed
He is a master of words
And poetry is his creed
His simple phrases
Placed in simple rhyme
Twist thoughts and emotions
Like a child with twine
He can make you feel
Like the rough edges
Of a dragons bone
He can make you smell
Without a single breath
The cold rotting scent
Of a thing we call death
He can make you hear
A foreign sound
Like a loud-mouthed bard
In a renaissance town
It is with his words
He commits inception
With honest thoughts
And cruel deception
But before you know it
You will agree
With whatever he writes
Don't you see?
For the day is coming
When you'll find
That all your thoughts
Are from his mind
So heed this advice
Lest ye future grieve
The greatest lies
Are the ones you want to believe
BastGuardian of Pharaohs,Bast5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
fierce, yet loving.
She who walks the shadows,
watching over all.
Goddess of Sun and Moon.
Protector and Patroness of felines.
Mother of gods,
her faithful companions.
the fleet of foot.
Killers of vermin,
protecting the sacred grain.
Killers of cobras,
Her tawny skin and delicate face,
hide the ferocity within.
She who pads through time,
defender of Ra,
his Lady of Flame.
The very Eye of Ra,
watching over his children,
even as hers watch.
Protectors of the dead,
guiding them to the scales.
Even the sphinx of legend
bows down to her,
unable to meet her fierce gaze.
Guardian of Pharohs.
Goddess of Sun and Moon.
Persephone and HadesPersephone & HadesPersephone and Hades7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
He watched his opposite.
His other half.
(Goddess of the Earth who belonged in the Sun)
They truly were the more he thought about it.
(Dark sun kissed skin & dark firry red hair with leaf green eyes)
(His skin so pale & blonde hair and icy blue eyes)
She stares out with lightless eyes at the river of Styx wanting to cross it.
To go back up & stand under the warm sun where she belongs.
To talk to the flowers & watch them grow while birds sing in praise of her beauty.
Eating honeysuckles & pomegranates & drinking the finest wine.
He was selfish, but even so she would look at him love.
(Her fingers tangled in his hair when she kissed him)
She would try her best to smile at him and tell him she loved him.
Her words were like a sweet powdery lie that would melt on his tongue.
He was a selfish monster who devoured these lies in the dead of night when they were tangled together in silk and sweat.
(He always felt like he was melting when he held her at night)
She would sit n
Song to the starsOh, dear starsSong to the stars1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Please watch over him
And bring him safe to me
Oh, beloved lights
Which shine in the dark night
Please warm his heart
So he can smile
Among you he shines
And with him
He takes my heart
Every time he leaves.
I wait on the cold shore
Every single morning
For him to come back
And only an embrace I wish
To keep me warm
Until his return.
Loved, yet lonely
I am, but who can tell
My bitter pain
Of knowing him so away
In the nights
And darkness so cold,
In a dreamless world?
Elves and DwarvesWe are the ones the Dwarves hate, We are the ones the Elves hate,Elves and Dwarves11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
For there is no love in them. We're not good enough for them.
It is gold and jewels they care for, It is purity and beauty they care for,
While we are the ones they condemn. Whereas we are the ones they condemn.
Dwarves only dig and seek riches, Elves only sing and do nothing,
They care not for the troubles we face. They care not for the troubles we face.
Only feasting and fighting amuse them, Only forests and starlight amuse them,
And they're lacking in wis