This page is full of poetry or poetic sentences I have written in Quenya. I became really obsessed with the language for a while, but there's a LOT to learn. Despite much time in study, I would not consider myself an expert. Please don't take my word for it, as my word is probably full of mistakes. Go through my list of learning tools if you'd like to learn yourself.
Ilqatar, nehtatar / i nahtatye úinaier / á enelta ehtatya / tambinennar miruvórion / miruvórenna lairo / á valta ita valtanetye / á menta i ohta / ita menta lairi
All father, spearhead-father / thou who slayest things unholy / again thrust thy spear / into the cauldrons of mead / the mead of poetry / stir up that which stirred thee / begin the battle again / that which begins poetries
Mísi fanyar pápar néce / andi yéni nútar raice / yá i hlóna úlie et vilyasse / mana seru cemenesse?
(gray clouds are shaking pale / long years are sinking crooked / when the (rough) sound is poured all out of the (near) sky / what settles in the earth?)