Gilraen's LullabySleep, my sonGilraen's Lullaby5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The night is a river
carrying you there
where silver stars shiver
On streams of dreams
to a land without sorrow
where boys have fathers
and the mounds are hollow
Sleep, my child
the sun hides till morrow
Her last rays a way
that elven ships follow
There, names are not secret
that can bring a danger
And father to child
doesn't have to be stranger
Sleep, my Hope
and hope of your people
Than mighty oak
your roots are deeper
Once you will know
the pride of the humbled,
the value of honour
and hopes of your kindred,
Sleep, my son
while darkness is soothing,
while you can rest
from the call of duty...
Once you will ride
to hardship and danger
and like your father
you will be a ranger
Sleep, my child
like in a nest eagle
when the stars shine,
distant and regal
Sleep, gain more strength,
and courage and strong will
that you will need
to grow and fulfil
Maedhros: Son of FireHe was the fireMaedhros: Son of Fire4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Wine until bottom
And pain of fame
He was my father
His anger like flood
We sealed our Oath
In fire and blood
The flame extinguished
By Oath we're still bound
Through tears and pain
No rest to be found
The blood on my hands
And my hand in chains
What was it for
When nothing remains?
The Light we sought, burns
So close, yet so far
We are not worthy
To touch a star
Burning flame, take me
And clean the stain
Take the cursed Jewel
And end my pain!
In fire it started
In fire it ends
Just like my father
The fire in my veins
Lament for the White Tree.Lament for the White Tree.11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Sign of kings and Numenor's power,
Born from Celeborn's white flower,
Nimloth fair, tall did you grow,
But in Ar-Pharazon you found a foe.
Oh, Nimloth fair, blessed Tree,
The axe did fall, thrice times three,
Nimloth, who Yavanna adored,
Fell to blow from axe and sword.
Yet praises be to Elendil tall,
Who took, before Numenor's fall,
Nimloth's child, small and fair,
In Minas Ithil it blossomed there.
Though thrice it died, to plague or war,
Thrice the king a sapling saw.
Nimloth! Nimloth! Your name is fair,
Your children live whilst kings take air.
But now that time is gone and dead.
No king to lead the country's head.
Nimloth now has no heir,
Gondor has no king to care.
In the Steward's courtyard bright,
The last White Tree, no longer white,
Waiting for the king to come,
There are no Ages of the Sun.
The line of Numenor is gone,
Of those old kings there is not one.
Nimloth bright, you wait in vain,
The kings will not come again!
Ai, Nimloth! Fairer than Tinuviel,
In Numenor once you f
Calm on the OutsideShe's hurting,Calm on the Outside2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She's crying inside.
And hiding her eyes.
Yeah you wont,
hear a thing,
It's a-ll inside.
Her smile's a lie.
She stares out,
And wishes to die.
When she'll jump,
She'll finally fly.
See her face,
She's hiding it all,
So you wont,
Yeah you wont,
See her fall...
Calm on the Oustside, written by Emma Thrussell, 27/11/12
Gollum the Former HobbitGollum the Former HobbitGollum the Former Hobbit7 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
You know Merry, and Pippin, and Frodo, and Samwise,
Bilbo, and Fatty, and old Gaffer Hamfast.
But do you recall
The most creepy (ex) Hobbit of all?
Gollum, the former Hobbit,
Has some very grey-green skin.
And if you ever saw him,
You might think he was too thin.
All of the other Hobbits,
Used to point and run away.
They sent away poor Smeagol
To never see the light of day.
Then one dark and creepy time,
Bilbo came to say:
Gollum, with your eyes so bright,
Im gonna steal your ring tonight!
Then how the dwarves loved him,
But Gollum was furious.
Bilbo, you stupid fat Hobbit!
You have stole our precious!
DunedainDunedain5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Faring far and wide ,
His sword by side ;
Never resting elsewhere than the wild ,
Light footed and keen eyed.
His only friend was beast and bird ,
Tree and stone his only home ;
The blood of Numenor in him was all but gone.
Proud and grim ,
All in one ;
He answered to noone...
If Ever I Lost YouWhat weighs on your mind?If Ever I Lost You2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What's taking up your time?
You tell me not to worry and you swear you're really fine
Please open up to me
Tell me of your fears
You know I'll kiss the scars and I'll wipe away your tears
Don't keep it to yourself
You know you're not alone
I couldn't live my life without you ever coming home
I'd be so lost inside
I wouldn't recognize
The person that I see in the reflection of your eyes
Just tell me you're okay, and that you love me too
I don't know what I'd do
If ever I lost you…
A Nerdy Love PoemBefore you arrived,A Nerdy Love Poem2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you annoying buffoon,
My life was more barren
than the sands of Dune.
And then you appeared,
Like a Doctor from space,
with your ridiculous clothes
and your comical face.
We're not like Edward and Bella
and their blather of fate:
We're like Sauron and Voldemort
deciding to date.
See, I'd travel to Mordor
with you any day.
We'd be like Frodo and Sam,
but a little less gay.
The Capitol couldn't stop us!
. . . that's totally a lie:
if we started rebellions
we'd probably die.
We'd feast in King's Landing
on lamprey and tarts
then murder our enemies
with thousands of farts
Our house words would NOT
be "stupid and fat"
though I like "moon of my life"
much better than "brat."
Whenever you're sweet
I think it's a fluke,
but if you were nice all the time
you wouldn't be Luke.
But I like you a lot,
even though you're a pain.
Like how Serenity's crew
still hasn't killed Jayne.
You give my life meaning,
you silly old man,
like the Joker needs Batman
for all of his plans.
Fuck your truth, I'll find my ownI have never understood the bipolarityFuck your truth, I'll find my own1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
of the world, how it gives you ice
with one hand and fire with the other.
Be proud of who you are.
Pride is a sin.
Seize your life.
Go with the flow.
Fear is a gift.
Fear is the road to hate.
The NoldorMighty are the Second Kindred,The Noldor8 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.
Wait (My Virgin)Where did you learn to be promiscuous?Wait (My Virgin)3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When did purity become a dirty word?
There is more than one way to stimulate
And commitment is indeed a verb
The pressure he will put upon you
Or the pressure you will put onto him
Is equal and opposite to the regret
And the feeling that you have sinned
Where did you learn to be promiscuous?
When did purity become a dirty word?
Physically able to copulate
But think about the consequences first
The pressure they will put upon you
To lose your innocence as quickly as them
All because they regret their actions
And want you to follow their trend
Where did you learn to be promiscuous?
Don't give your virginity so care free
Absolute control over your emotions
Absolute control over your body
The pressure they will put upon you
Will be laughable in years to come
Your friends, they rushed and found nothing
You waited patiently and found the one
HopeHope:Hope3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She waits for him
at the gates that stood when even the world crumbled
knowing that her own name will soon be forgotten
Where once she carried the weight of the world
now her strength is but the tiniest whisper
A single spark, left to crackle amongst the shades
until all is lost in the endless folds of time
It's getting colder
though she still continues to stand by the gates
She is getting older
and thus her memories must fade...
Angels gather to watch her in these final moments
and they bow their heads as a sign of respect
For even now, as the life leaves her body
Still she continues to wait...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 27th July 2012
A Mother's Lullaby for Her SonsA Mother’s Lullaby for Her Sons IA Mother's Lullaby for Her Sons2 years 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
MessageOn theMessage2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I once cried my prayers
into, I found a note:
five things they don't teach you in highschool1.five things they don't teach you in highschool3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
it's okay to fall in love.
i mean, they tell you you're never going
to marry your high school sweetheart and i'm not going
to tell you it's a lie
because it's not. you guys will probably
break up and is gonna hurt like hell
but you'll be okay. remember, you are not the only one
who has felt loneliness like a knife,
the only one to know the pain of lungs collapsing
because they were your air,
and you will never be the only one who whispered
"i love you" two lives too soon.
you will not be the last one to have tucked
hair behind their ear and leaned in for a kiss
or the last one to wake up reaching for a hand that's no longer there.
but it's okay.
your favorite book will not always be your favorite.
like you, it will change over time
to something unrecognizable
that gives you only a vague nostalgia in the tips of your fingers.
flipping through the pages will never
feel the same again.
you will learn to love something new;
your next favorite will teach you something about you
A friend like you.A friend like you is like no other friend.A friend like you.2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A friend like you is a friend I don't regret meeting.
A friend like you is like a friend I can't scream at or fight with.
A friend like you is like having no worries in my life.
A friend like you is a friend that I don't want to lose.
A friend like you is like being in comfort all day.
A friend like you is a friend I always wanted.
A friend like you is awesomely awesome.
A friend like you is random and funny.
A friend like you is a friend that I love to death and I will never let go.
A friend like you is a friend I can tell all my secrets to.
A friend like you..
A friend like you is like the little sister I've always wanted.
A friend that I can go to to tell them whats wrong.
A friend like you is like having no dark days because you brighten them up.
A friend like you is a friend that opens up my eyes and helps me avoid bad things.
A friend like you is a type of friend that laughs at dumb things I say or do.
A friend like you is a friend I am
Hoofbeats PoundHoofbeats poundHoofbeats Pound9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The wind whips through the mane
Of a golden mare
Running in the pasture.
I stand and watch her
Imagining what it would be like
To ride her
Running fast and free.
The wind whips through my hair
As she runs
With me astride.
With her feet
Barely touching the ground
If they are at all.
The wind whips across the field
Laden with daisies
Where we run.
A wall looms before us
But she won't stop
And she lifts off the ground
The wind whips past me
As I stand at the gate
Her halter in my hand.
And stands before me
And just to touch her
Makes me happy again.
And we fly.
How to love a girl who can't love herself.one.How to love a girl who can't love herself.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
When she cries herself to sleep
six out of seven nights a week you must
say nothing. You must simply take
her in your arms and kiss her gaunt,
pale cheeks and wait for her to
slumber at the sound of your heart.
On the days where she wishes she
were part of the stars, tell her
no. Tell her that there are too many
lights in the sky and that just one
would be forgotten the moment you looked
away from it. Tell her that she is perfect
the way she is: completely human.
Don't let her think about the scars
that no one but her can see. If she
says "I think I'm broken" smile like you
know a secret and say, "No, you're mending."
But do not be the one to fix her - no, she
Elves and DwarvesWe are the ones the Dwarves hate, We are the ones the Elves hate,Elves and Dwarves2 years 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
A New Life: Faramir and EowynA New LifeA New Life: Faramir and Eowyn5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Wounded and weak
I feel that I have little hope
For what is to come
I am at the end of my rope
Lying among the sick and the broken
What is my life worth?
I have failed my father;
Branded second-rate at my birth
I should have died
That was my intention
But death found me not
Due to a Halfling's intervention
So here will I walk
In the Houses of Healing
Sorting through my thoughts
Wondering what it is that I am feeling
Oh, how suddenly things can change!
This was something unforeseen
An angel is here!
I wonder if it is only a dream?
A fire is burning in her spirit
Untamed, wild and free
Independent and determined
I wonder if she'll even notice me?
I speak to her and find
That it leads me to despair
Another holds her heart
Alas! She'll never want me there!
But perhaps there is hope
Maybe she will see
That the love she is searching for
Comes not from him, but from me
Oh, how I would feel
If she would give me her heart!
The joy inside of me
Would fill my every par