I asked Anne to translate this poem to Elvish, so don't compliment me.
Thanks Anne (USCwannabe is her ID here ) . Pls review if you like this
poem. Pls critic me if you don't like it. You also can request a poem ,
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I cannot write it.
I made this poem when I think what might Aragorn felt when Gandalf fell to the abyss of Moria. They were close friends, and it must hurted him more than to other members of the Fellowship, except Frodo maybe. And then he had to bear the burden as a leader for the Fellowship. Many wrote about Legolas' grief for Gandalf, but none write about Argorn's. so here it is.
Nyeer
Amin ten kyerm tuulo' lle
Dina kyrem a'leith tuulo' naik
Naik en'hiraeth ten' lle mellon wanwa
Uuner aa'tyene i' naik en' fea
Ta sa' bar
A' karn poika lye hoon
Beleg Telella
Sii' lle ele nin ed' niire
Ta vee' ten' quel
Ten' lle hiraeth ere' andatehta lle fea
Ikotane lle rangwa ner alasse'
Aaye i' naik, mellonamin
Il lol
Naik er kirma en' coia
Ten' man quenat tyav naik
Ere' lye ya kuila imya sina yamen'
Fir i' naikelea en' sikil
Tyav n'uma ruth ten' niire
Ten' ron anta lle mela
Ya muil niire ie gorth gurtha?
Lle lala ie' ho manu?
Ya nia ie mellon lanta?
Lle nia ie ho sapsa?
Nia, nan' gorga il
Lle mellon esta
Yassen lala andatehta no' ho antoando
Tel'seere en' gurtha leitha ho
Tuulo' i'qualme ar' moot 'ten kuila
Grief
I heard a plea from you
A silent plea to be freed from pain
Pain of sorrow for your friend has gone
But none can quench the pain of a soul
It must exist
Testing and purifying our hearts
Be patient my child
Though now your vision blurred by tears
It were meant for good
For your sorrow only carves your soul
So you might comprehend more joy
Embrace the pain my dear
Do not deny
Pain is part of life
For which corpse shall feel pain
Only us who life through this wounded realm
Will sense the piercing knives of pain
Be ashamed not of your tears
For they show your love and affection
Who will mourn upon an enemy's death?
Will you not laugh at his burial?
Who will not weep at a friend's fall?
Will you not cry at his tomb?
Weep, but despair not
Your friend had rest
With a smile painting on his lips
The peace of death had released him
From the turmoil and hardship of life
A/N: either this thing good or bad, pls don't use it elsewhere without permission.
I made this poem when I think what might Aragorn felt when Gandalf fell to the abyss of Moria. They were close friends, and it must hurted him more than to other members of the Fellowship, except Frodo maybe. And then he had to bear the burden as a leader for the Fellowship. Many wrote about Legolas' grief for Gandalf, but none write about Argorn's. so here it is.
Nyeer
Amin ten kyerm tuulo' lle
Dina kyrem a'leith tuulo' naik
Naik en'hiraeth ten' lle mellon wanwa
Uuner aa'tyene i' naik en' fea
Ta sa' bar
A' karn poika lye hoon
Beleg Telella
Sii' lle ele nin ed' niire
Ta vee' ten' quel
Ten' lle hiraeth ere' andatehta lle fea
Ikotane lle rangwa ner alasse'
Aaye i' naik, mellonamin
Il lol
Naik er kirma en' coia
Ten' man quenat tyav naik
Ere' lye ya kuila imya sina yamen'
Fir i' naikelea en' sikil
Tyav n'uma ruth ten' niire
Ten' ron anta lle mela
Ya muil niire ie gorth gurtha?
Lle lala ie' ho manu?
Ya nia ie mellon lanta?
Lle nia ie ho sapsa?
Nia, nan' gorga il
Lle mellon esta
Yassen lala andatehta no' ho antoando
Tel'seere en' gurtha leitha ho
Tuulo' i'qualme ar' moot 'ten kuila
Grief
I heard a plea from you
A silent plea to be freed from pain
Pain of sorrow for your friend has gone
But none can quench the pain of a soul
It must exist
Testing and purifying our hearts
Be patient my child
Though now your vision blurred by tears
It were meant for good
For your sorrow only carves your soul
So you might comprehend more joy
Embrace the pain my dear
Do not deny
Pain is part of life
For which corpse shall feel pain
Only us who life through this wounded realm
Will sense the piercing knives of pain
Be ashamed not of your tears
For they show your love and affection
Who will mourn upon an enemy's death?
Will you not laugh at his burial?
Who will not weep at a friend's fall?
Will you not cry at his tomb?
Weep, but despair not
Your friend had rest
With a smile painting on his lips
The peace of death had released him
From the turmoil and hardship of life
A/N: either this thing good or bad, pls don't use it elsewhere without permission.