Across the Western Ocean, Beyond the Misty Seas, Past Enchanted Isles And against the Eastward breeze:
You'll come to lamplit quays In a twilight time, A harbour in the gloaming; You'll hear an Elfin rhyme.
Killing For Peace Is Like F#@%ing For Chastity Revolucija Je Sada! Revolucija Je Stobom I Svima! Revolucija Je Uvijek-Zivi Uz Revolucije I Budite Slobodni!
a magical and enchanting poem. you can really capture the old-world/ middle-earth charm in you words. and as always, short and sweet! you should reallly come up with a book titled 'an anthology of Short, sweet and magical poems by Bjorn'.
meow!
Calvin : You can't just turn on creativity like a faucet. You have to be in the right mood.
Hobbes : What mood is that?
Calvin : Last-minute panic.
Thank-you very much Sohini! You are without a doubt my number one fan! (If I may be so bold as to say so).
Killing For Peace Is Like F#@%ing For Chastity Revolucija Je Sada! Revolucija Je Stobom I Svima! Revolucija Je Uvijek-Zivi Uz Revolucije I Budite Slobodni!
Please, Please! I don't want any blood shed on my account!
Thank-you Dreamy, yes, he does! Perhaps it can get stale after a while, but his works are just too inspiring. Besides, I'm doing only what Tolkien wished later generations would do, that is to wield art and poetry and music etc. concerning his works. However, as is already known, not all of my poetry revolves around them I have a new inspiration in my life now...
Killing For Peace Is Like F#@%ing For Chastity Revolucija Je Sada! Revolucija Je Stobom I Svima! Revolucija Je Uvijek-Zivi Uz Revolucije I Budite Slobodni!
We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time. — T.S. Eliot