Lament for the Snow-elves

  • You dwelt in ice towers
     You dwelt under open skies
     You laughed, sang fine songs
     and the sun shone on your
     snow-pale faces
     
     until you were driven
     from the face of land
     which once was yours.

      You exchanged sight
       for blindness
       and light
       for darkness.

       Your once fair elven speech
        is nothing now but
        growls in the shadows.

        Oh, for the race that was,
        cursed, by unending night!

        Once you remembered
        who you were
        and from whence you came.
       
        but now you do not.

         Alas, alas.

Comments

6 Comments
  • Sotek
    Sotek   ·  February 23, 2016
    Nice. I hope we see more of your work.
  • Justiciar Thorien
    Justiciar Thorien   ·  February 23, 2016
    See, Phil, I'm not the only one telling you this)))))
  • Lyall
    Lyall   ·  February 23, 2016
    Nice! You should write more, this was really good!
  • Justiciar Thorien
    Justiciar Thorien   ·  February 23, 2016
    Oh, this looks like a real Elven poem)
  • Paws
    Paws   ·  February 23, 2016
    Those poor elves.
  • ProbsCoolerThanYou
    ProbsCoolerThanYou   ·  February 22, 2016
    A solid little poem. Good job!