Cosmological Poems of Arda by AaronAzrael  

You Died In Explosion

To be so mad that you burst into flames. What an epic death.

A tender smile on a strong face

with a cheekbone so acute

Are you reconsidering your ways,

now that the past weighs down your route?



An Elve has a tender heart,

beauty and fine scenery define him,

even when pride burns as art,

and corrupts his intentions within.



I like it, how innocence blushes

healing your cheeks of a child;

I want to return home, it pushes

me, and I go desperately wild....



Have you ever abandoned a woman?

A wife even, that bore you kids?

Did you swear an oath to your adolescent men,

your kin - destroyed - purity it needs.



Maglor sings at the seaside

And let him be gifted with God power;

actually God's power does hide

inside each soul that unleashes; the hour



has come. Oh, Elbereth!

Let Manwe's Light protect our Faiths!

Our bravery always lets

Lack of disbelief to stand its grace...!



Once Sauron sung to incite

disrespect of the Almighty Power

Holy and Tender inside,

The Light Trone Naive is Not; Our



Lord that knows Mercy and Forgiveness.

We shouldn't feel guilty or let go of our way

to instill purity and respect as to whitness

how every starlight becomes brighter each day...



Feanor, oh Crafter!

You talented with wisdom Royalty!

Unleash your childish laughter

remember the origin of loyalty!



As there is One Rule to Keep them All

One Rule for Each Elve that Exists

Never Betray a Brother of Kin, as it shall enthral

sinchrony to become unenchantingly forgetful of remiss....



Love me under the starry night

on snow as white and shiny as your soul

Let your Fire become Pure Light...

May your Eyes never get Low!



Not Low as an earthquake

or the witchhouse sounds of Creation

But it is said that you shall wake,

regain your Arisoticracy through new chelations...



If I could give you a gift

I would draw a card of remembrance

for the ships you've drowned so swift,

believing in the Purity of Silmarils without ascendance...



You believed that Varda did protect them?

Yes, she did - she put a shield

But their Souls communicate with you and then

from inside they your emanations wield....



So much desacration,

So much sorrow and pain...

Could it be that damnation

leaked inside from their inner domain?



So I will crown you now, you firstborn Son!

Of Finwe's House, a genius;

Let them be purified with your tears pouring down...

Glass pigmented soul selenius!



I will sing in Noldor speech

let it tenderly affect my mouth

so it can naturally come out as to teach



us of the New Ways that are so Explosively Couth!



I heard you ended your life path

by explosion so abruptive and demostrative

Let generations sing of Feanor's loving Wrath!



For your eternal choices I deeply Grieve!



Oh Elvenson, you are a Legend

and Today - I wonder where you are

I just know you decipher it all, but vengence

is an equal of War.



Ascend, my Love!

And remember the Queen's bidding

NEVER hurt your Kin of Dove!

But it shall not be a law forbidding...

It shall be a feeling from within and above...



While we dance, we started swirling

and the Sky got lost in our Dreams

So Creation exquisitly twirling

shall create Silmaril Moonbeams...



"Aia María quanta Eruanno

Hail Mary, full of grace



i Héru aselyë

the Lord is with thee



aistana elyë imíca nísi

blessed art thou amongst women



ar aistana i yávë mónalyo Yésus.

and blessed is the fruit of thy womb Jesus.



Airë María Eruo ontaril

Holy Mary, Mother of God



á hyamë rámen úcarindor

pray for us sinners



sí ar lúmessë ya firuvammë: násië.

now and at the hour of our death: Amen!"