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Poems
Middle-Earth
No grief or shadow pass trough,
the green glance of grass is no liar.
This land is not a dream but a true.
We never leave our home, our Shire.
Lothlorien paradise where is no pain,
from the golden trees that are tall
no leaf like silver tear of rain
never upon the ground will fall.
There is naught save the bleak darkness,
even the cry of pain smother in the ash.
Your mind is lost in nothingness.
In this land of Mordor you are the empty flesh.
The last way faces beyond the White Tower,
beyond the Sea far again and again.
The last tear fall like silver flower.
This is journey there but never back again
By: Kristyna
Namarie
They remain in my memories,
I don't want to hear the all is done.
They will stay in my every tears,
now when the sleepless nights are gone.
They traveled lonely in the darkness,
they lived trough many looses and fears.
The days were endless, nights were dreamless,
and their eyes was full of tears.
Will be our souls one day in the rest?
Suddenly on the horizon I see the white wings,
the wings of the ship goes into the West,
and so now we have come to the end of all things.
Now they leave me alone,
but not so quite.
The memory still remain at home.
I will always commemorate also at night
Everyone says It mean nothing,
but love is so deep like a well.
Because of them I holding onto something,
and so I never say farewell.
By: Kristyna
Estelio
Don't let go - take my hand,
don't leave me, don't leave this land.
Together we stand on the White shore,
Was my hope just a dream - nothing more?
You are hurt and it will never really heal,
now you can feel only cold sharp steel.
But still even in daylight we have a dream,
that in the meadow we're eating strawberries with cream.
I hope there still remains a small chance,
there is a ship that can bear us hence.
We have to believe this! Estelio, Estelio han
just as every day rises the Sun
By: Kristyna
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