Disclaimer ~ It all belongs to JRR Tolkien, not me.
This poem is based upon the Quenta Silmarillion. It could be told from Maglor's point of view I guess, almost like the Noldolantë, although it goes further than the kinslay at Alqualondё. R/R
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The darkness has fallen
The darkness has come
The land is shadowed
Our jewels, gone
Upon Coron Oiolairë,
The Two Trees, poisoned to wilt.
The blood of our High king
Before Formenos spilt.
Of the coming darkness
Did the Valar not know?
They unleashed such obscurity
The evil seed they did sow.
Treacherous lies whispered
Apt for unrest
Banished we were proclaimed
By the Lords of the West
Words of bitterness exchanged
True or not were his claims
The truth did not matter
My Lord bore no shame.
Hostility to hatred
From love be revenge
Riot and rebellion
Our hosts did ascend
Horns were rung
Belongings collected
'Twas either you come
Or to Noldor rejected
Terrible oaths we swore
We departed in haste
Chivalry to the Valar and their land
Laid to waste
Sweet and bitter tears
Upon the women's faces shone
As with passionate hearts, the Noldor
Marched from Crystal staired Tirion
We shall have back what is rightly ours
We shall forsake and be forsaken
We shall avenge the death of our king Finwё
We shall fall with the oath we have taken
The darkness has fallen
The darkness has spread
Kin against kin
The Teleri are dead.
Friendship renounced
Folly rebuked
It mattered not to us
How low then we stooped.
White ships not ours
Were unanchored and manned
The Teleri loved their ships
As the jewels crafted by our hands
Withstand us they tried
The Telerin mariners of Olwё
Bitter fights then fought
At the lamp lit quays of Alqualondё
The sea now stains with their blood
Waters once blue now deep red
The stench of death in the air
For the mariners of the Telellië are dead
Blood upon the sandy shores
Blood stained are our hands
Blood, it runs through all watery veins,
Throughout the holy land
Blood upon the decks
Defiling the purity of white ships
Blood doused upon the piers and quays
Bloody red and lamp lit.
Throughout the holy land
Does their bloody red flow
To show the ill deeds done
To let all Eldar know
To let them know we are falling
To let them know we have fallen, we have fell.
Our deeds are black as pits of Angband
That we deserve no less than the iron of hell
But we shall have back what is rightly ours
We shall forsake and be forsaken
We shall avenge the death of our king Finwё
We shall fall with the oath we have taken
Our deeds will be remembered
Bitter and great of all
We shall be remembered throughout the ages
As the Noldor that did fall.
The darkness has fallen
The darkness has spread
The soft mourning of women
For their mariners, dead
They cry for their brothers and husbands
So innocent, valiant and brave.
But none are there to tell of their deeds
As they all sleep in watery graves.
Their white ships we took
Set them sail on blood stained seas
With heavy hearts and consciences
For kinslayers were we.
The waters rose against us
As the Lady of the Seas wept
So that many of our ships that bore our people
Their cries heard by all, as away to the water they were swept.
Never shall any forget their desperate screams
As their boats were tipped by the waters
Just as none shall forget the sound of battle
The sound of death and crying of Telerin daughters.
Summons came from Manwё
From Mandos himself, no less
Solemn and terrible were his tidings
And we were named Dispossessed.
For kinship, love and sorrow
Our numbers reduced
Finarfin forsook the march
The rest by words again seduced.
We shall have back what is rightly ours
We shall forsake and be forsaken
We shall avenge the death of our king Finwё
We shall fall with the oath we have taken
Our deeds will be remembered
Bitter and great of all
We shall be remembered throughout the ages
As the Noldor that did fall.
An oath we have sworn
To the oath we hold true
Through sundering and dispossession
Our leavings we did not yet rue.
The darkness has fallen
To darkness we have turned
Our own we have forsaken
For the ships we have burned
Division and unison by fathers
Covetousness ever in the air
Rivalry by mothers
For who to the people was Finwё's heir?
Son of Míriel the Broideress
Or Indis sister of Ingwё?
Fire or water?
Was most loved of Finwё?
Brother against brother
The march continued on
Our wont for the jewels
Our drive to go on
On we went asundered
Over mountains, ice and lands
Over rock and grassy plains
Our wont for the Simarilli in our hands
Attacked unexpected
No chance to defend or win
Fire against the shadow
The fall of another king
All hope diminished
Oaths sworn in vain
As the last star rises from the darkness
The host of Fingolfin came
In gratitude crown passed over
Kin and kingship renewed
The Noldor reunited
The wounds healed from feuds
Kingdoms and realms were built
For shadow it seemed had past
But to the stirring within hearts
The shadow stayed to last
We shall have back what is rightly ours
We shall forsake and be forsaken
We shall avenge the death of our king Finwё
We shall fall with the oath we have taken
Our deeds will be remembered
Bitter and great of all
We shall be remembered throughout the ages
As the Noldor that did fall.
An oath we have sworn
To the oath we hold true
Through sundering and dispossession
Our leavings we did not yet rue.
The Darkness has fallen
And to darkness we are won
Provocation again to kinslay
Watch them fall one by one
For an oath we had sworn
To the oath we hold true
To stop shadow from taking us
There is nothing you can do
Dazzling with beauty
Beauty, clean and taint
Besmirched by unforseen greed
Other hearts it claimt
Madness for possession
Preside madness of deed
Madness within our heart
Over us did succeed
Kinslay after kinslay
War after war
Pillaging and murder
For the Silmarilli we killed for
Doom upon Eldar
Therefore took place
All enmeshed in the web of misery
All Eldar of all race
For our oath and our father
Wickedly were they slain
To vain came all great and bitter deeds
For the Silmarilli were never to be claimed.
Fierce wars waged
Like none had ever seen
All were there against Morgotho's shadow
All and so were we
Swords, helms, trumpet calls
Arrows, fire and spears
Maiar, Eldar and Edain
Greater than all tales of years
Darkness and shadow was broken
And long last the jewels seized
But to pain and shadow only one desire
But to repent and from darkness be released
Darkness has fallen
From darkness now we rest
To relive lives as done before
Before Dispossessed
To adjust, move on
Forgive and be forgotten
To correct all wrongness
Over jewels never again be besotted
Though hardy are the Noldor
Alas, to our oath we failed!
And the last Silmaril that still exists
Glimmers brightly as it sails.
For a time we had back what was rightly ours
We forsaked and were forsaken
We avenged the death of our king Finwё
We did fall with the oath we had taken
And our deeds will be remembered
Bitter and greatest of them all
We will be remembered throughout the ages
As the Noldor that did fall.
A terrible oath we did swore
To the oath till the end we held true
Through sundering and dispossession
Yet in the end our leavings we did rue.
No Silmarilli ever again be seen
None as immaculate as these
None to set hands upon as they lay
Under land, on the air, within seas
For now they rest unsullied
Untouched and out of reach
For none to have or embrace them
For none to ever again beseech