A friend as gandalf might one day,
knock,
Or a riddle of gollum, what if ever,
surface?
Salvage what possessed in herd, with thorin,
With army of orcs following, to battle or escape.
Whether the walk for erebor or mount
doom,
Enshrouded with elves’ or sauron’s eyes';
And when unworthy one ring or shimmering
gold.
Amongst wizards & weasels, natives
or spies.
What inspired is the quest, in itself,
Path through forests, towers, rivers,
mountain;
If a single story exists in life to tell,
Has seen hundred births, its pleasures or pain. 😊
© Pranav Chaturvedi 2022