A Brief Soliloquy
Article two
The Curse of Frodo Baggins
A/N: Greetings! I am so very sorry for the slow update time. You see the day after I first posted I had this poem all ready to go and then I got sick with a rather nasty flu. Then by the time I was well again, ff.net decide that it was the perfect time to fall out again. And then, once it was back up, I couldn't get to the log in button! Buggers! Ah, but anyway, here we are. This poem takes place around the same events as Article one, but is told through the eyes of Mr. Frodo. Coming next(tomorrow if nothing unfortunate happens) is Gollum's accompanyment to this piece. After that, I have a bit of a surprise. You'll have to wait and see.
Also, if anyone is interested, I've been writing a musical piece to accompany the scene at the steps of Cirith Ungol. I've yet to upload it to midi format but if you'd like, let me know and when its finished I'll e-mail it to you for all your listening pleasure.
To you, the reviewers:
Guin: Not quite. Actually, its a little bit before that, in the two towers, before Shelobs lair....other than that, I'm still not saying. Secretive, I am. ^_^
BerryBooks: Why, thank you! I'm sure you write quite well too!
Violet Raven: I hope this holds your attention! And yes, Sam is the best(in my humble opinion.) Thanks for reviewing!
Lel Vagor: See Guin's shout out above. As for the cookie....I've decided that everyone gets one! Virtual cookies for all!^_^
Anyhow, onto the real fic....
The Curse of Frodo Baggins
You look at me as if you know
But I know my eyes decieve me
You couldn't know this shame I bear
But this is how it must be
There're times when I can't see you, Sam
There's time that I don't want to
I glare with eyes that are not mine
And it pains me, what I do to you
I see the hurt in your kind eyes
But my mouth still forms those words
Those subtle, but heart-maiming things
They aren't what you deserve!
I do not mean the things I say
Its this hateful thing I wear
Its eating me alive inside
Filling me with malice and despair
I wish I could cast it aside!
I wish it would be gone!
Sometimes I'll move to fling it away
But instead I'll nearly put it on
I wish that I could see you
With my eyes untinged by hate
I fear for what I may do to you
When we step beyond the Dark Gate
But.....
Now beside these twisted stairs
I feel some hope relight
"I wish you'd take a rest sir,
If I guard you it should be alright."
I feel the Ring's weight decrease
I force all suspicion from me
Even after all I've said
You still trust me, I can see
I ignore that voice inside my head
that says "He'll take it from you!"
And lay my head down in your lap
Reassured by your caring mood
As I drift off into sleep
I fell you brush my face
For the briefest moment the Ring is gone
You're here and we are safe
And as I sleep I feel renewed
For once the nightmares are gone
I feel a sudden surge of strength;
the will to carry on!
After some time I stir a bit
And open up one eye
You've fallen asleep, though sitting up
I smile as you sigh
O! Bravest Samwise; hope to me
The love I feel is deep
I smile to myself again
And drift back to sleep
Article two
The Curse of Frodo Baggins
A/N: Greetings! I am so very sorry for the slow update time. You see the day after I first posted I had this poem all ready to go and then I got sick with a rather nasty flu. Then by the time I was well again, ff.net decide that it was the perfect time to fall out again. And then, once it was back up, I couldn't get to the log in button! Buggers! Ah, but anyway, here we are. This poem takes place around the same events as Article one, but is told through the eyes of Mr. Frodo. Coming next(tomorrow if nothing unfortunate happens) is Gollum's accompanyment to this piece. After that, I have a bit of a surprise. You'll have to wait and see.
Also, if anyone is interested, I've been writing a musical piece to accompany the scene at the steps of Cirith Ungol. I've yet to upload it to midi format but if you'd like, let me know and when its finished I'll e-mail it to you for all your listening pleasure.
To you, the reviewers:
Guin: Not quite. Actually, its a little bit before that, in the two towers, before Shelobs lair....other than that, I'm still not saying. Secretive, I am. ^_^
BerryBooks: Why, thank you! I'm sure you write quite well too!
Violet Raven: I hope this holds your attention! And yes, Sam is the best(in my humble opinion.) Thanks for reviewing!
Lel Vagor: See Guin's shout out above. As for the cookie....I've decided that everyone gets one! Virtual cookies for all!^_^
Anyhow, onto the real fic....
The Curse of Frodo Baggins
You look at me as if you know
But I know my eyes decieve me
You couldn't know this shame I bear
But this is how it must be
There're times when I can't see you, Sam
There's time that I don't want to
I glare with eyes that are not mine
And it pains me, what I do to you
I see the hurt in your kind eyes
But my mouth still forms those words
Those subtle, but heart-maiming things
They aren't what you deserve!
I do not mean the things I say
Its this hateful thing I wear
Its eating me alive inside
Filling me with malice and despair
I wish I could cast it aside!
I wish it would be gone!
Sometimes I'll move to fling it away
But instead I'll nearly put it on
I wish that I could see you
With my eyes untinged by hate
I fear for what I may do to you
When we step beyond the Dark Gate
But.....
Now beside these twisted stairs
I feel some hope relight
"I wish you'd take a rest sir,
If I guard you it should be alright."
I feel the Ring's weight decrease
I force all suspicion from me
Even after all I've said
You still trust me, I can see
I ignore that voice inside my head
that says "He'll take it from you!"
And lay my head down in your lap
Reassured by your caring mood
As I drift off into sleep
I fell you brush my face
For the briefest moment the Ring is gone
You're here and we are safe
And as I sleep I feel renewed
For once the nightmares are gone
I feel a sudden surge of strength;
the will to carry on!
After some time I stir a bit
And open up one eye
You've fallen asleep, though sitting up
I smile as you sigh
O! Bravest Samwise; hope to me
The love I feel is deep
I smile to myself again
And drift back to sleep