A/N: Heyyyyyyy! Here's a poem for Maedhros as suggested by @adriani I hope she likes it! Tell me how to improve!!!!
I wanted to make him proud, all I wanted was peace
To reclaim the jewels we lost, for all this violence to cease
It seemed to us a smaller price, a simple fix to make
Our swords were out with shining blades, so many lives to take
A drop of red won't go so far, we didn't even shiver
Yet a single drop will multiply, will turn into a river
Now what use is power and gold, the glory that we sought?
It lasted only a little while, but after blood-shed brought
I'm sick, I feel, I can't go on, the way that I have done
But when I try to turn my back, the Oath will press me on
I'm trapped I fear, no where to go, my heart is torn in two
A painful feeling, a searing heat, I know what I must do
After all what point is there, delaying what must come?
I can't turn back, I can't move on, the Oath has made me numb
This is it, I will not last, to face the gems great ire
The holy jewels still sear my hand, the feeling worse than fire
I tried at least, to do things right, but the words were mostly talk
So I say farewell to only one, who on the shores will walk
A/N: So what did you guys think? I know it's not the best poem in the world, and if there's anything I can do to improve it, just tell me.
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Bloody Cross Roads
PoesíaA poem for Maedhros and his struggles about the choices he had to make. About the how he had to choose between the Oath and his morals.
