Sauron
December 21st,2002, 07:42 PM
Mordor......
There is a land that few speak of,
For there, there is no love.
You're not at home anymore,
You're in the land they call Mordor....
In front of The Mountain of Fire,
The Evil Tower, with it's master called sire.
You're not at home anymore,
You're in the land they call Mordor.....
Under it the world may fall,
The most evil of things is always there,
For the world is not ready, for their terror.
You're not at home anymore,
You're in the land they call Mordor.....
The ground of stone and rock,
Their master can only mock.
You're not at home anymore,
You're in the land they call Mordor....
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Alright, this is my first ever Poem, and I'm ready for bad and good reviews:cool:
There is a land that few speak of,
For there, there is no love.
You're not at home anymore,
You're in the land they call Mordor....
In front of The Mountain of Fire,
The Evil Tower, with it's master called sire.
You're not at home anymore,
You're in the land they call Mordor.....
Under it the world may fall,
The most evil of things is always there,
For the world is not ready, for their terror.
You're not at home anymore,
You're in the land they call Mordor.....
The ground of stone and rock,
Their master can only mock.
You're not at home anymore,
You're in the land they call Mordor....
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Alright, this is my first ever Poem, and I'm ready for bad and good reviews:cool: