Just some freestyle poetry that came to mind when reading RotK.. When I first read it a few years back I was so moved by the desperateness and hopelessness and the sorrow of the final battles in the War of the Ring that now, when I have read it once more, I feel I must write down exactly how I felt about these scenes.

You may notice that I write as though I were there. That is often how I (and, I'm sure, hundreds of others) truly feel when reading this piece if literature and I wanted to convey that in these poems.

Hope you like them.

Oh, and also, thanks to Feasil-en-Karmor for the tip. (I think when I was editing these, I got a little carried away on that one part w/ the 'bittersweet' thing.)

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Why for comes the Sun?

It is said there will be no dawn for us,

Yet her cruel, fiery head peers over the East.

So even the Sun has turned against Middle-Earth.

Sorrow envelops all

As we wait for the end.

Hope is painful.

It has forsaken us.

Sweet desperations plunge us into battle

To die in the name of light,

For it seems that darkness and despair

Will torture the Earth

Forevermore.

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Wretched sorrow

Tears my heart to bitter shreds

As a cloak of darkness

Suffocates all.

My flesh and blood

Is part of you,

Of your world,

As it fights it's desperate fight.

A bright light against the pitch-black.

May you be Mordor's bane.

Yet hope, as the battle wears on,

Is torn to bitter shreds.

Like my heart.

*** Reviews are appreciated. Thanx!