LOTRO Poems #2

Hello Friends!

Welcome to the second edition of LOTRO Poems. First of all I want to thank you all for the feedback and support. It’s a pleasure being part of this wonderful site and be among awesome bloggers and sub-creators like Lilikate, Braxwolf and Cithryth.

So the new update came out Monday and I am sure you all are enjoying Western Gondor as much as me. It looks amazing, it feels amazing, the combat music is so cool and also I don’t know for sure what it is about seeing my level as 100, but it just feels great, a century for Estelali!

So this week I thought to change things a bit, so instead of featuring a serious deep meaning poem, I wanted to feature a fun themed poem. It’s a very special poem for me and for LOTRO Players as well. It was the first poem I ever wrote about LOTRO and it was also the first poem read by Pineleaf on LOTRO Players News podcast. I urge you all to check out the 50th episode of LPN, which features many other gems along with this one.

Estelali

The world was younger and days were bright,

long ago, long before the flight,

The inspiration of the first line is obviously drawn from Song of Durin from Lord of The Rings, which is a true master piece.

From Gondor to Ered-luin I came,

Not to seek any glory, nor any fame,

So many perils I faced,

Minions of Sauron I chased,

Met the hobbits, reached the shire,

Following no personal gain, no desire,

He lived a normal down to earth life in Gondor, with his wife and children, but when he received summons of Aragorn, son of Arathorn, he left his home and his family behind. It was time for him to step up, it was time for him to accept his destiny, his mission, his identity, the blood of Dunedain of south ran through his veins.

Stayed at Tom Bombadil’s house,

Found Goldberry too, his spouse,

Reaching prancing pony in bree,

Seeing dwarfs and hobbits and men free,

But i had to move on, I just couldnt dwell,

Through Lone-lands and Trollshaws and to Rivendell,

He tracked Frodo, Sam, Merry and Pippin to the Old Forest. He tried his best to guess who or what Tom Bombadil is, but in the end he just concluded “He is” and moved on. In Bree he truly understood what he was fighting for, what his journey really meant. Seeing the free folk of Middle-earth, drinking and singing and living their lives in peace, that’s what he was fighting for.

Met King Elrond and his sons and other elves,

His homely house, his library with many shelves,

Then far over the misty mountains cold,

Through Goblin Town, being ever so bold,

Moria was my next stop,

I dreaded the place but I couldn’t drop,

He was truly humbled meeting Elrond. This was Elrond, son of Earendil, son of Tuor and Idril, and Elwing, grand-daughter of Beren and Luthien. He told him about his mission and listened to his counsel.

The bridge of Khazad-dum told a sad story,

Gandalf fought the fight and fell with glory,

I came out in Lorien, my heart was lifted,

Negative thoughts went away, my thoughts shifted,

Lady Galadriel sent me away with many gifts,

Lembas bread and two swords and armour that fits,

The fall of Gandalf came as a shock to him. He was the one guiding the fellowship so far, uniting them all for one cause, the destruction of the One Ring, but now he was dead and he had almost lost hope when his sense of purpose was restored by Galadriel. If he was humbled meeting Elrond, he had no words to describe his meeting with Galadriel, the light of the two trees of Valinor still shined on her face.

Went to the great river, tired and worn,

Found traces of the nine, and a broken horn,

I was shaken, the fellowship was broken,

The hobbits were taken,

Follow the three or follow the two,

Thought to myself, what would Gandalf do?

The ruthless orcs had killed Boromir, son of Gondor, his captain and lord. The choices became hard for him and he found himself in need of counsel. But Gandalf was gone and he didn’t know what to do.

Crossed over to Rohan,

Saw the evil of Saruman,

The two towers united, jailor of Sauron,

Went to Forlaw, met Estel-Ali family,

And Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli,

Together we prepare to defend our keep,

Where hammer stroke will fall hardest, at Helm’s Deep.

He followed the company of three, tracing their steps to Helms Deep. Aragorn was glad to see him after this long time. Also more rangers and dunedain of the north joined them as well. The battle was coming and they prepared. The white wizard walked amongst them once more. He was also joined by his wife and eldest son. He will fight, he will fight for ruin, for world’s end, for all that he held dear on this good earth.

Hope you guys enjoyed this weeks LOTRO Poems. Once again I will be waiting for your feedback in the comments section. Also you can submit your Tolkien inspired poems by sending them at legendraiderx@gmail.com, please do so. I will feature it along with you name and contact info, along with my interpretation.