Nainë Edhel Lembe by Lindoriel
I am called home, but cannot answer.
The white gulls call to me, but I cannot sail.
There is no ship left here to bear me home.
I long to return, but I have been left behind.
The Sea is calling, calling, calling.
I kneel at the Mithlond and weep, for it is empty.
There are no ships, no Elves, no songs.
They all have departed, long ago.
None now remain.
I am alone now.
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That is really good, you captured the emotions very well. I always think about how the elves must feel having to live forever. Great job! Check out my poem if you want and tell me what you think, it’s called Across the Sea.