nedesto

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Original text in yellow, anagram in pink.

All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.

Got Shard?

Shall sing now the ballad of Strider
Also know that he's called Aragorn
(To begin tho, the label was Trotter
Not a title worthy to high born)

He relates the passing of Narsil
Broke when The Tall one possessed
Wrecked sealing Morhdorh's downfall, til
She's remade as the Blade of the West.

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A paraphrase of Robert Frost's "The Road Not Taken" in anagram form.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And stricken I could not visit of both
And be one traveler, long lost I stood
And looked down one as anybody could
To where it bent back the undergrowth;

Yet took the other, as definitely fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

Both on that new morn courtly lay
In leaves no step had trodden up black.
O, I noted the first for a better day!
Yet knowing how a way leads on to a way,
Was dubious that I should ever come back.

I shall be uttering this, done with a sigh
Tomorrow or ages and ages hence:
Both paths diverged in the woods, and I,
Took to wander the road less traveled by,
And regret not at all the difference.

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All Along The Watchtower

There must be some way out of here," said the joker to the thief
"There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief

Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth"

"No reason to get excited," the thief, he kindly spoke
"There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke

But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late"

All along the watchtower, princes kept the view
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too

Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl

Without Sun a Shadow Awoke

"Keep it secret! Keep it safe!", said the warlock to the thief
Faint runes glowed fiery menace when they watched in disbelief

One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them


"But you can't axe Precious, or give it to elves
Why how do we know they don't want it for themselves?"

"May we reject its woe, my friend, ought not be hostage to its hate
We must be to Karningul then, the hour it is late"

All along the Black Gate, a foul Eye watched the line
When all the orcs ran afoot, ahoof howl ringwraiths nine

Past towers and ungoliant, two major heroes crept
Who hasten to the mount of doom, while the Eye slept

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November by Sara Teasdale

The world is tired, the year is old,
The little leaves are glad to die,
The wind goes shivering with cold
Among the rushes dry.

Our love is dying like the grass,
And we who kissed grow coldly kind,
Half glad to see our poor love pass
Like leaves along the wind.

Die, I Have To Die by ned

Nirvana leaks the hallowed gold,
Overtly colors God's old sky,
Vignettes reveal that winter's hold
Enshrouds throughout aged light.

Morose reprise reclaims, alas,
Beloved heat whose grip we find,
Erodes away like yellowed glass
Regaled in skittish wind.

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Updated: May 10, 2016


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