Alright, this poem is probably the very first of its kind and therefore, is extremely debatable. I will welcome anyone who has a comment, question, or flame to tell me because I value input very much when it comes to such a tentative topic as writing in Proto-Eldarin.
Please note that almost all the theories and words that I use come from Helge Kåre Fauskanger's article on Primitive Elvish at w w w dot uib dot no slash People slash hnohf slash pimelv dot htm (I'm sorry about the inconvenience, but I can't write the URL out right in a fanfic [I have it on my profile as a link])
Legato with vengeance
Dômi
Dômi et-kuiwê-o
Agwâisiiê-ni kalata-o
Tjalii-bâ tjalia kwendî-o
Swestâ khithme-o
Urkô nâ-ni, anna Mailikô-o
barjâ-ni mbakâ-bâ.
Kwendî nâ-ni-bâ.
Julmâ-o sunkâ-ni-bâ.
Nâ-ni Urkô!
A ndakji bal'tar!
Twilight
Twilight from awakening.
I fear from light.
Never again playing the games of the Quendi.
Puffing from smoke.
Orc am I, the gift from Melkor.
I protect no thing.
Quendi I am not.
Drinking from cups I'm not
I am an Orc!
Kill the Vala-king!
Just as a side note this is from the perspective of an Elf as he undergoes the process of becoming an Orc.
Also about the Melkor/Morgoth thing… well that was just because in my mind I call him Morgoth, (because I find it more fitting over all) and don't think about the distintion, so if you see I get it wrong anywhere else, please tell me.