The Song of Fluttershy and Discord Part 1: Make It StopView OnlinePony PoemsThe Song of Fluttershy and Discord Part 1: Make It StopToday will be the day.... maybe. No, I don't care what he says, I just have to. Fluttershy, during her introspection, walked up to the checklist Twilight had written for her. Its only noon and everything is done! This fact befuddled her because how, in her incredibly distracted state, have gotten done with the chores so quickly? How could that be... Wait where is Discord?!?! Frantically she ran thought the house, looking under furniture, books and table lamps, for her missing draconequus. In the midst of her panicked search she failed to notice a parchment bird flutter in through the window. The strange fowl had within it's paper beak a scroll. The panicked pegasus quit her search, giving way to panting from the effort of sprinting. She had lost a minor god. How in tartarus had she managed that? Her train of thought was halted by a very petite cough. It sounded bird like. Looking up she saw the particular avian that had landed upon her table. "Hello?" asked our perplexed pegasus. The bird offered up its scroll. "Umm.... thank you?" Looking At the scroll she saw that it had something roughly scrawled on it. Fluttershy My love, I don't think you could understand how much your friendship means to me. She hastily pulled off the seal and opened the scroll. I've tasted and sampled disorder. At a whim of a craving to wreck this order. But, I had no idea what I was in for. Or what this path had in store. I have been shewn what not to be Quelling a desire for hatred in me. I wanted to taste to understand. My love, You'll never know the blood on these hands. Darling, with your lightest feather. Turn over the scales of twisted measure Scales of anarchy This monster, I no longer wish to be. Evil thing, this beast, my anti-self-epitome. is everything I no longer want to be. And everything I hate in me. If it ever has a chance to get free Kill it, kill that thing, because a stone monument Is much more then deserved by me.
The Song of Fluttershy and Discord Part 2: An Obvious ConfessionView OnlinePony PoemsThe Song of Fluttershy and Discord Part 2: An Obvious ConfessionFluttershy's head was spinning. Maybe Discord is is back, everything is moving... she thought, she fell back onto her haunches, dizzied and relived at the same moment. Of all days Discord could have run off on a fix-all-my-mistakes-and-conquer-regrets mission; it had to be today. The one day she and built up the courage to finally tell that big dumb snake-horse-dragon how she felt. Oh, wait that was a selfish thought. she scolded herself. And he already told me sorta what I wanted to tell him anyhow... However, the bird in front of her had procured a quill and a sheet of paper as if it had already known to expect a response. Then again, this paper fowl was the result of Discords magic, so it very well could be quite intelligent. She looked down at the blank slightly yellowish sheet in front of her and decided, that moment, to put meekness aside for just long enough to reply. She was going to tell him what had tugged at her heartstrings for weeks now. My dearest, how woeful is it for me to say I had considered our friendship as just a way To tame a beast, to cause kinder fate For I knew the consequences of your hate Now however, you must know That I was quite too timid to show How I felt for you, yes Its true I think, nay, I know! that I love you too. Your tenancy in my home Has given you and I so much time to spend With these feeling I could no longer fend But the secret of my heart you hadn't known In truth I meant to speak my heart on this, yes this, specific day I've seen you change, you've more then start Using friendship as the way. If I may have but one complaint It's how I get so frustrated with you. Your vexing ways have now grown quaint Oh how we've gotten along, back then too. I truly want to see - what love can really do.
The Song of Fluttershy and Discord Part 3: Coming to TermsView OnlinePony PoemsThe Song of Fluttershy and Discord Part 3: Coming to TermsDiscord: It was only fun to be insane When there was no real pain Masking the beast I could not faint My whole life became the game. My dear, your words have calmed me so Your tender heart has brought control You and chaos I love so much. I've separated myself, but I long for your touch. It’s crazy to think of it that even I, Am subject to fear that love provides I ran away, so I wouldn't hear you say… No. You didn't though and I suppose, I shall return; I’m now composed. I am still befuddled I just don’t understand What you see in me, on what do you stand? My malice has been tapered to mischief. My madness to empathy. It took so long to figure out nothing was wrong with me. I could still be unique, without being a menace My practice of chaos had not diminished With those days of malevolence behind me. I am glad a kind spirit could guide me. I’m so happy you chose me. Blast it Fluttershy, you've made me sappy. I’ll be back later darling. I am currently having tea in the Marianas Trench.
The Song of Fluttershy and Discord Part 4: What a Silly Thing(Duet)View OnlinePony PoemsThe Song of Fluttershy and Discord Part 4: What a Silly Thing(Duet)Oh no, not a sappy song. Come on, Discord, it could be fun. Ill start. I've truly caused an adventurous steak in you my dear. I knew of your affections for a while When you thought I wasn't looking. You always had that playful smile It took my friends convincing To see what I was missing. To tell the truth, I also had my eye on you. My dear Fluttershy It warms my heart that I had your eye. "See it's warm" "Ewww put that back" But It seems a little honesty Would have had prevented travesty. That you and I both had to face. I've learned from my animals; The best part of love is the chase. Discord, There's little need for us to be fast paced. You're quite right my dear To even start it took two years. Our friends had their suspensions Of what we did whist I was living here In all honesty, I begun to have some fears. That my fantasy would never become reality. How rare of an occurrence that... be. stupid rhyming In fact As of lately that's true for you too. Magic spices things up in... Eeep... stop. Oh no, look at the time. There's just no way we can finish this rhyme. In time... for our thing.... At the place... if that's... ummm.... okay with you. Don't you worry your little face. I won't tell your secrets. Tis' not my place. If there's one time I follow the rules. It when it comes to you. I won't be that fool...ish Now my darling of I could have one wish. Is that you and I could share a kiss. This time I promise I won't miss. The poet is still here. *snap* ....And that is the story of how I got here. Someone help me; I don't know where I am.
Thorns of SpiteView OnlinePony PoemsThorns of SpiteI wear an empty crown on a useless throne! This darkness -assures me- that I’ll always be alone. I preform my one task, then carry this onus on. It’s all she thinks I’m good for, yet it’s truly all I know. I wear a mockers robe, regal and dark. Just like my aching thorny heart. I've always stood in her shadow. I guess that’s why I’m in a position so low. I preform my one task, then carry this onus on. It’s all she thinks I’m good for, yet it’s truly all I know. This onyx crown and shoes are all for show. Almost monstrous next to her beauty, white as snow. A symbol of purity, she’s not once danced to night songs. Yet what I do in the dark, is what makes me so wrong!? It seems it’s true: I wear an empty crown on a useless throne! This darkness -assures me- that I’ll always be alone. I wear a mockers robe, regal and dark. Just like my aching thorny heart. I HATE YOU! Ahhhh!! Darkness filling, Heart now feeling. Rage outpouring Overflowing. I Hate and regret this Letting go. Losing control. Causing this. My banishment. I’m now crying. I feel like dying. This thing takes control I lose my last - bit of hope. Sister please, save me.
The Macabre (Dark)View OnlinePony PoemsThe Macabre (Dark)How curious a hole where your eye used to rest, Now popped, splattered and smeared across my breast. Without hesitation; This pickax transforms. Once an instrument of oppression Is now the creator of new form: The creator of a corpse. Release, such relief. Washes over my mind. Which is now less whole Be-cause of lost time. In violence I find this remedy. In sin I find this solution. In violence. I sate the monster again In murder I'll never take those pills again. This macabre service I preform. Is my anger taking taking form. Still no matter what I try to be. The words always come back to me: Worthless Filthy Useless Whore All the words and scars from daddy. And all the things he said I can't be. This mark that he gave me. The monster that he made me. In violence I find this remedy. In sin I find this solution. In violence. I sate the monster again In murder I'll never take those pills again.
Why Did You Have To Leave? (Discord's Lament)View OnlinePony PoemsWhy Did You Have To Leave? (Discord's Lament)I don't know why you had to leave. After all I knew this is how it had to be. Guilt kicks in and I start to see The edge of the bed Where Angel use to sleep. I can't believe how much I miss you But I remember What it feels like beside you I really miss your mane in my face And the way your innocence tastes And I have no words, for how bad this hurts I don't know why you had to leave us. While looking through your old box of notes I found those poems we wrote That you were looking for If there's one memory I don't want to lose Is that time in the clouds when rainbow caught a look. I can't believe how much I miss you But I remember What it feels like beside you I really miss your mane in my face And the way your innocence tastes And I have no words, for how bad this hurts I don't know why you had to leave us. The bed I'm lying in is getting colder Immortality cursed me. Damned me to never get over. And I can't pretend... I won't think about you when I'm older Cause I'll never really find closure This can't be the end I really miss your mane in my face And the way your innocence tastes And I have no words, for how bad this hurts I don't know why you had to leave us. I really miss your mane in my face And the way your innocence tastes And I have no words, for how bad this hurts I don't know why you had to leave us. And I have no words, for how bad this hurts I don't know why you had to leave us.
The Painting of CelestiaView OnlinePony PoemsThe Painting of CelestiaIn a black room no eye shall see. Holds the truth of my deity. An unlit room to hide my sins. That picture shows the filth within. Nothing left beneath the scars. That picture shows a soul so marred. Nothing left beneath the scars. This throne a burden on my heart. Locked door holds truth so fatal. So curious my most faithful. In explorations gone astray. Lead my darling to that damnedest thing. Nothing left beneath the scars. That picture shows a soul so marred. Nothing left beneath the scars. This throne a burden on my heart. Against my chest she doth weep. Protesting that mockery. I violent sob racks her breast. That painting I so detest. That day I learned my greatest wrong: "Some things are more precious because they don't last long."
A Thousand Years of NightView OnlinePony PoemsA Thousand Years of NightTwilight sat in her library; now far from the castle in which her friends had inadvertently terrified one another. In front of her lay a book that in spite of being one thousand years old was in remarkable condition. What a great opportunity to see a more personal side of the princess! Thought Twilight as she skimmed over doodles of different "traps" that lay throughout the now dilapidated castle. She heard a gurgling sound... Pausing, Twilight looked about the room. Spike is out with the cutie ma--, there it was again, Oh... its my stomach. The Alicorn scowled. Missing meals on account of dusty tomes and scrolls was always a issue for her, but now that she was working on research, It wouldn't be a surprise if she had forgotten to eat since yesterday. Lifting the diary that time caused something peculiar to appear. The corner of a bit of parchment now showed that a not was stuck in the pages of the diary. Upon it, she saw this written in the distressed hoof-writing of her mentor: I bear the wounds from our battle every scratch, mark, and bite. But it is my heart that has been rattled. and bares the scars from our fight. The real war wasn't fought with metal It was anger and spite I don't know If I can forgive myself... TONIGHT!! I envy those in their graves. And those still at birth. For they went away without having to bear hurt What have I done? Guilt has sunk in! In my heart there is a hole My world is now un-whole Its weight is so oppressing, The moon, it takes its toll. Sister, oh sister what made you so cold? I brought this upon myself A thousand years of pain. It was all I could do... to not kill you. So now every morning I begin the day with mourning. Curse this morning sun, That drags me into one more day. In my heart there is a hole This world is now my shame Its weight is so oppressing, The moon, it takes its toll. Sister, oh sister, what made you so cold? I did what I did. To protect the light from which you hid and said it was too bright but it is what defines me. You became... The traitor, the night! The hated, for your strong will. The feared, terrors of your design. Your the one who lost it! You lost your mind! YOU MADE ME DO THIS YOU HORRIBLE FRIEND! YOU MADE ME DO THIS YOU FORCED MY HAND. NOW THERE'S TEARS POOLED POOLED ON THE COBBLESTONE CAUSE YOUR THE ONE WHO HAD TO WHO HAD TO ATTACK!! Curse this morning sun, That drags me into one more day. In my heart there is a hole My world is now my shame Its weight is so oppressing, The moon, it takes its toll. I brought this upon myself A thousand years of pain. It was all I could do... to not kill you.
The Song of Fluttershy and Discord Part 5: The Oldest Dance (Duet)View OnlinePony PoemsThe Song of Fluttershy and Discord Part 5: The Oldest Dance (Duet)Discord Beautiful, beyond what words can describe. Lovelier then all of the chaos, in of all time. Your eyes, their blue depths, I drink them like wine. I am fully entranced by your heart so kind. Fluttershy I have been wayward with how I look. At ponies complements I often shook. I spend my time caring for my creatures. It’s not me to emphasize my features. But, your eyes, I love how they wander Your compliments, I will not cast asunder. Discord You are a lily among the briers My darling, among Celestia's mares. Fluttershy I love how you whisk me away. Us disappearing into the night. Where we shared every plight Or when we lie under the oak, Sleeping all day. Under the branches sway. I wish they wouldn't look at me. I wish they couldn't see. So we could kiss and not draw their eyes. But your appearance I would never disguise Discord Playing under the sun, kissing under the moon. The days work is never done to soon. You have the critters, who love every word you say. I now serve the crowns of the sun and the moon. That leaves me with so much to do. Now darling don’t you fret. I’ll always have time with you. Darling won’t you join me in the dance of the night. Right now, my love, you are quite the sight…. This ancient dance is rhythmic and primal in its song Darling, if you’ll be mine, we can both sing along. Fluttershy You’re the apple of my eye; I long to taste your fruit. You took your time and cooked us a meal With succulent herbs and grains of the field. Lacking your usual… extravagance Over a bottle of wine, we swayed and danced. The tango, the foxtrot, and any other prance. Yet now… Gently you hold my head with your claw My waist with your paw. Now awakened is my yearning… my love. Lead me now. Discord My love, lets sing this breathless song. We shall fly without wings. And we shall fly until dawn. We’ll only sleep when the song birds sing. Fluttershy The meadow Discord, not my room. Is where we’ll dance to this wordless tune. Under the moon and stars above. Is where we’ll drink this love. Together I am yours And you are mine. Stay with me tonight.
