Thaurmandor: A Tale ( Fusion Poetry)
Thaurmandor, brôn gîl, a dûr adh maer
Thûr gîn barad, amarth gîn baur.
I ‘wel dôr darth dîn na i nîdh,
A i ndil a lîn na i faer nîn.
Lîn eneth síla na i ‘waew nîn, Drî dhur i ‘rîth, a i ‘lir gîn thî.
Ú-deliant, naur gîn roch,
A i ‘chen lín, a i dûr dhû.
Thaurmandor! Gell lín goll an gîn,
Dôr gîn pân, ram gîn bar.
Na gîl, na glîn, na i amar lín,
A goll a ndol, a ‘waew a lîn.
Thaurmandor, aran na i gîl,
I ndîr boe dharth, a i faer boe lîn.
Gell lín, ú-dhâl, na i faer vîn,
A i 'waew na lîr a gîl lín.
I dôr lín lhîr na maeth a thû,
Ú-aníra, ú-lîra, ú-mîr.
Dar i ndîr na i dû,
A i ‘cher lín ú-nadhor.
Hîr na gîl, ú-gell na i rhîw,
Lîn cor pân na i amar lín.
Tûr lín baur, a i dûr darth,
Ú-lîr, ú-lî, an i faer nîn.
Thaurmandor, lîn naur ú-naur dîn,
I dûr nauth, i glîr pân thî...
Dôr lín pân ú-lîr na i rhîw
A i mîr a i gîl na i faer nîn.
Thaurmandor! Dûr lín ú-darth, Gîl lín brith, a i gûn lín bar
Ú-gwestar na i ndîr a thû
A i ‘chen lín, a i maur lín.
Gell lín dîn, ú-maeth na i amar,
Ú-lî, ú-celair, ú-rîdh.
Ú-thîr na i dû, a ‘waew lín lhîr,
I cor lín ú-deliant, a i ‘lîr na gîl lín.
English
Thaurmandor a shining star, A darkness adorned with Pearls of beauty and desire.
Yer tower standeth mighty, And strength ebbs from Thine fate...
Shadows of land kneel In perpetual silence, And love itself bends To thine soul.
Yer name glows like stars The songs they sing, In the nighttime sky, Of thine glory...
Thaurmandor! Thine radiance and glory, Is thine alone.
The world all bows, Yer walls are high And mighty...
The star whispers, To the land below...
Pride and dominion Lead to early fall.
End
Subject: This poetry explores the dominion of a vain but powerful elf king in fusion style.
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A good poetic eulogy to the majesty of that monument, with suggestive verbal images. Thank you and best regards, @weone.
Thank you very much. It's more about the king than the castle 😊