Would be a nice idea to post some poetry of mine in here with hope I'll get some rewies.
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Thank you all for taking your time to read all these and here it goes.
Thief
Take back what is yours Give her what is mine Offer what is ours Send what's not theirs.
So you have what's ours And they have what's hers You don't have what's yours Cause you took what's theirs.
Who has it?
This sounds more like a riddle but trust me it has no answer. I have writen this some good years ago when I was to a party and everyone before they went home asked each other whose jacket is this because everyone was too drunk to think straight. Puzzled about my own I simply said the words above and everyone freazed looking at me. And my reaction:
That is a thought provoking poem Rumil It's not bad at all. I heard stuff from "Published" Poets that was a bunch of nonsense. Maybe youy could tell us in another poem what the subject is that is being given and taken etc.
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Hey dol! merry dol! ring a dong dillo! Ring a dong! hop along! fal lal the willow! Tom Bom, Jolly Tom, Tom Bombadillo!
Just like your siggy has no clue as to what "day" it is talking about. Exactly what "Day" is it that You are talking about? Maybe you could make a poem using the answer of your siggy. :)
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Hey dol! merry dol! ring a dong dillo! Ring a dong! hop along! fal lal the willow! Tom Bom, Jolly Tom, Tom Bombadillo!
No other Eldar has there been, No other voice or fingers seen, So skilled, tis said, in ancient Lore, Save Maglor son of Feanor. Age-old harper, minstrel doomed, Who young when Laurelin yet bloomed, To endless lamentation passed, And into Belegaer he was cast.
-- Edited by Glorfindel1235 at 21:56, 2007-04-18
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Utúlie'n aurë! Aiya Eldalië ar Atanatári, utúlie'n aurë! Auta i lómë! Aurë entuluva!
Mine was just the poem out of Unfinished Tales with a few adaptations. It really goes like this:
No other player has there been, no other lips or fingers seen so skilled, 'tis said in elven-lore, save Maelor* son of Fëanor, forgotten harper, singer doomed, who young when Laurelin yet bloomed to endless lamentation passed and in the tombless sea was cast.
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Utúlie'n aurë! Aiya Eldalië ar Atanatári, utúlie'n aurë! Auta i lómë! Aurë entuluva!
That was cool. I wonder what the beat would be or the timing you would choose to play if you could for our pleasure. I take it that this was a song rendition of your words; Chorus, verse and so on?