Friday, February 27, 2009

The Fellowship Of The Ring

Three rings for the Elven-kings under the sky,
Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone
Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne
In the Land or Mordor where the Shadows lie.
One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.

It all began with the a hobbit’s tale
Bilbo Baggins from the Bag-End hill
Unlike other of his kin, so easily frail
For a journey of him made him worthy of a tale

Few who have lived till a hundred and eleventies
What more to have an adventure in his fifties
To think of all that pass by swiftly
Yet all those memories seem so clearly

The day came when Bilbo leaves Shire
Full with strength and courage, no tire
This time peacefully, without dangers like fire

Then came to the part that will change Middle Earth’s fate
For darkness crept since the One Ring was made
Slowly rising from the Dead
The evil Dark Lord that everyone hate
The Ring must be destroyed, before it is too late

So came Frodo Baggins, nephew of Bilbo
On a perilous journey, he must go
Swiftly and silently the Dark Lord must not know
To the crack of Mount Doom is the Land Of Shadows

Finally with Strider they reach Rivendell
A dreamlike city where the elves dwell
For all is not seem as well
For darkness creeps near only the wise can tell

Long has been decided about the fate of the Ring
For so easily it corrupts one, such a thing
To make sure all is done to stop Sauron and all his tidings
Thus came to the nine, Fellowship of The Ring
Alas, all good ends so fast
Left one who did not pass
The bridge of Khazad-dum he was last
Battle the Balrog yes he must
Thus he fell with the demon at last

Then came to the final breaking
Boromir tried to take the ring
Ambush by Uruks, a bad timing
Far came the horn of Gondor shrieking
Aragorn found Boromir dying
With Merry and Pippin both caught for diverging
Left Frodo alone the Anduin he’s crossing

Never he thought Samwise Gamgee
Followed him so willingly
Thus broken the fellowship left two only
And towards Mordor they walk blindly

Friday, February 13, 2009

Jp The Bard Of Kunte Forest

Long long time ago
Long before the time even one can follow
Lived a bard, a singing fellow
In the forest of Kunte, a tree which leaves in yellow

Lonely he may find himself
No dwarves, human or elves
But a pack of harmless jackals nearby dwell
Life was bored like the rings of a bell

However life can seem colourful
Even when the feeling seem painful
The bard will sing, his voice the only tool
About kings and the stupid fool
With love and hatred both so full

In the boring room from sun rise
Melodies flow, no one despise

Always longing to find his dream
Which now seems unclear like a muddy stream
When shall he be, the crop of the cream
No one knows, forever it seems

Once he thought of love so well
Never thought so high he fell
For love rose higher from the flames of hell
Up up away, higher than the ringing heaven bells

Once again the bard sings
About the past and future things
Long has he wish to bring
Everything by the voice, he sings, he sings…

Sunday, February 8, 2009

Drowning again?







之前的她,是从Impossible 到possible,到almost, 最后是了let go.

这次,也从Impossible 开始。身份,毕竟还不明。彼此的距离,远到…