I usually write German LOTR-Fanfics, but I wrote this sonnet for a poetry class in university. I thought I'd share.
Please let me know what you think.
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The King's Herald
A dim light o'er victory doth shine -
A fainting gleam on distant firmament
Of silken blackness. Thick clouds are in line
As Ithil's silver sparkle doth descent.
So Glorious the final battle's end,
And cheers resound inside my weary mind –
A cry of hope for all things to amend -
When foe's power eternally is bind.
Yet bitter the taste of victory seems.
A sight of terror b'for my eyes is revealed
As in the east bright Anor's glaring beams,
The starlight's slayers, illuminate the field.
I see thee, body shattered, thy blod shed
As thy bright star doth fade. My King is dead.