AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello! I wrote these poems after watching the Fellowship of the Ring maybe the 30th time and was inspired to write these. They are meant to represent the thoughts of the Fellowship of the Ring at the very end of the movie. If a few people like them I might try and do some for the end of the Two Towers. Enjoy!

~ Arlen Halfelven

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Mine:
Merry and Pippin

Watching fireworks cross summer skies
Stealing mushrooms by day.
We were inseparable
Two bodies as one.

You were my eyes when I couldn't see,
My ears when I couldn't hear.
You were my friend when I had none,
You were my light when all grew dark.

Now things become confused and I cannot see
Now the battle grows loud and I cannot hear
Now my losses mount, and I am alone
Now my light is gone.

What's going to happen?
Without you I'm not me
Without you I can't see, I can't hear
I'm all alone and all is dark.

But then you wink and I know
You're mine,
My one true friend
In this dark time of capture.

I hold my head high
Though my heart is down low, for hope foretells that
Someday we'll see the fireworks cross the night sky again
And maybe when we get home... There will be mushrooms left to steal.

My Faithful One:
Frodo and Sam

Dark clouds are all that's ahead,
My friend.
Stay, stay, go back I tell you,
For this Fate is not yours.

Stay dearest friend, for it is to Mordor I go:
Dark valleys and plains ash-riddled
And a fiery mountain that consumes.
No my friend, you don't deserve to die alongside me.

The fire-wheel I carry at my breast
Tortures me so
But you don't deserve to share this,
My faithful one.

It'd kill me to see you
Toil alongside me
When you had a chance to go back home
And rest and be happy.

For this task is mine
And mine alone
And if I die doing it
It is not your Fate, my faithful one.

But no! It seems you won't turn back
It seems you will come alongside me, we'll row the same boat.
Together maybe we'll cross rivers you couldn't have crossed alone
And climb mountains leaning on one another's hope.

Dark clouds lie ahead, and I miss my friends
A sigh escapes my lips.
'I don't suppose we'll ever see them again.'
But your steadfastness comforts me.

'We may yet, Mr. Frodo, we may yet.' I grin
'Sam, I'm glad you're with me.'
I smile as I see hope now,
For you are right, my faithful one...

Never Lost:
Aragorn and the broken Fellowship

The thundering falls claim a life
But it is not the first.
How can I hope
When hope is beyond my sight?

Our Fellowship is broken
We are all scattered
The living, the dead
The found, the lost.

Now it is three and not nine
One misses a lonely mountain
The other a dark forest
I my Evenstar.

We drown so in the loss and blood
Of a dear friend
Who is not the first
And may not the be last to leave.

We drown so we don't stop to look
For the hope that is there.
I strap on Boromir's gauntlets as a remembrance of him
Then the light shines.

You want to follow, my tall Elvellon
But grimly I tell you 'Frodo's fate is no longer in our hands.'
You think it's all in vain, my stocky Dwarf companion
But now hope shines on me.

For the cause isn't lost
As long as we remain true.
Fresh vigor floods me, I grip my knife, and say my rallying call:
'Let's hunt some orc!'

So off we run
Towards adventure beck'ning, hopes high in our hearts
For we will find a way, and we will remain always true
So the cause this Fellowship stood for will NEVER be lost.