No Longer Twain

by Noriah

A poem about the ending of the Ring, from the Ring's point of view. For those of you who are not familiar with the word, twain is an old term that means 'two'.

No Longer Twain

a poem about the ending of the ring

In a hand

Soft and small

A deadly band

To rule them all

My Master calls

Please don't let go

From hand I fall

Must this be so?

Down I fall

Through dark and deep

Towards fire

And never ending sleep

The fire, it melts

My soul destroyed

My hope is gone

Here comes the Void

For ever and after

Thus we remain

My master and I

No longer twain