When the Harmony Was Broken

Chapters

The Moon's Sorrow
The Sun's Regret
The Harmony Returns
The Chaos' Reform

The Moon's Sorrow

Author's Note

This is a poem I wrote from the point of view of Nightmare Moon. The rhyming scheme is aa, bb, cc, dd, a/ ee, ff, gg, hh, e... and so on and so forth. The next chapter will be a poem from Celestia's perspective, and the third one will be Luna's. If my poems get popular enough, I might write from the perspectives the other villain's in the MLP-verse. Please enjoy and don't be afraid to leave a comment!

The Moon's Sorrow

The Moon’s Sorrow

Dreams were all they could be
For no matter how I may try they could not see.
My silver moon I would hang proudly in the sky
Painting pictures with the stars in hopes of hearing their awed sighs.
The night was my masterpiece of splendor
Meant to bring comfort that was most tender.
But why were they hiding from my wonderful night?
The candles and the lights disappeared from my sight
As my subjects shunned my beautiful dark sea.

“One day you will be adored,”
Said my sister “Be patient. Please, I implore.”
So quietly and eagerly, I did wait
Hoping that their minds would change their state
But it was my sister’s sun they treasured.
It was the sun princess from whom they received their pleasure
While the moon was avoided by the world
And as my sadness unfurled
Hatred washed upon my heart’s shore.

“Why do they not love me?” I cried.
“Why is my moon the one from which they hide?
Why do they not love my night?
As the moon princess, is it not my right?”
My sister basked in all of their praise
As they cheered when her sun she did raised.
Kind to them but to me she was cruel.
This became my bitterness’s fuel.
The one whose love I needed the most had cast me aside.

I knew that you wanted an excused for me to be punished.
My exile I knew you secretly wished.
My selfish sister, I loved you so much.
Now I will know only silence’s touch
I only wanted what you had
Was my desire really so bad?
You cannot blame me for the rise of the nightmare
When you, yourself, never treated me fair!
You had never cared for my anguish…

Oh sister, why did you fall for fame’s seduction?
Why couldn't you see my own self-destruction?
You will never understand the hate I feel for you
Or the agony in my heart you brew.
You have banished me to this prison.
I, in such chains, must be quite the vision.
When I’m free, will you still be the same?
Will you finally understand my pain
While I wait in the cage of your own construction?

My dreams were never meant to be
For no matter how much I cried you never did see.
My glowing moon I wanted forever kept in the sky.
With shimmering stars, I heard nothing but lamenting sighs.
I only wanted them to appreciate my night’s splendor
But the wrath I received was far from tender.
Why is it wrong to want an eternal night?
My gentle darkness now banished from your sight
As I am now forgotten like my beautiful dark sea.

As she placed down the rock she had been using as a crude writing instrument, Nightmare Moon read what she had written. She did not know why she wrote about the time of her banishment. All she knew was that she was suddenly compelled to do so. Snorting she rose to her hooves, and stalked away in order to find something else to do. She had a thousand years to kill, and she wanted to forget the painful memories that she had written in the glimmering dust of her moon.

The Sun's Regret

Author's Note

Here is the companion piece for "The Moon's Sorrow." The rhyming pattern in this one is the simple a,b,a,b,c,d,c,d... etc. This one is done from Celestia's point of view. So please enjoy and leave a comment!

The Sun's Regret

The Sun’s Regret

So many nights has passed
Since I have seen your smile.
I still feel the dead hand of the past,
And I often wondered all this while
If you still hate me for what I have done.
You don’t know the sorrow I feel
When I raise your moon and my sun.
I don’t know if our scars will ever heal.

I wish for those days long ago
When the both of us were glad,
And neither know of woe.
The times before it all went bad.
I cling to those memories
With such a desperate need.
For a while, they lift my miseries
Soothing my heart that bleeds.

Do you remember the time
When you raised your first moon?
With pride, I watched your moon climb
And my joy sang a tune.
You exclaimed, “See! I didn’t need your help!”
I laughed and said, “You did such wonderful work.”
Then I tickled you and you yelped,
Calling me a jerk.

My beloved sister, I’m so sorry
For being so blind,
And not seeing your wonder that was so starry.
I was so unkind.
I know that I have ignored your tears
As I took all of the glory.
If I have done more to ease your fears
Maybe things would have changed for our story.

Then I would not have sent you away.
If only I had seen
I could have kept the darkness at bay,
But it is only a dream.
A dream that became nightmarish
And haunts my every step,
Reminding me of the loss of the one I most cherished
And the aching regret.

Why did it have to be like this?
Why didn’t I love you, as I should?
Why was I in such remiss?
Wishing will do neither of us any good
Because it will never change the past.
It will not change the fact
That in battle was when we saw each other last,
Or the ferocity in which we attacked.

To this day, it hurts me that
I had to break the harmony,
And hearing the hatred you had spat
While I banished someone from my family.
I know that alone I am to blame
For this tragic outcome.
I was the one who fell for the call of fame.
It was me who made you so doubtful.

All I can do now is beg
Forever for your forgiveness.
I’m sorry for letting it all explode like a powder keg.
I’m sorry for filling your heart with bitterness.
When your time is over
Maybe… we can start again.
We could sit in a field of sweet clover,
And look out on the glen.

My lonely sister, you do not know
How much you are missed.
Give me a chance for my love to show
As we watch early morning’s mist.
We could watch the flowers bloom
Or splash around in the rain.
Between us, there would be no more gloom,
And by each other’s side we would forever remain.

Celestia let out a mournful sigh. She gazed up at her young sister's moon, which still imprisoned Luna, before she rolled up the parchment in front of her. She placed a magical seal on it to ensure that no one but her could open it. She place the scroll with the others that she had written, all of them about her lamentations involving her sister, and returned it to it's spot high on her bookcase. As she was about to get into bed, she frowned, and then, with a flick of her magic, she moved it closer to her large windows. Satisfied, she extinguished her lights and got comfortable in her bed with small readjustment of her pillows. She slept that in Luna's silvery glow.

The Harmony Returns

Author's Note

Here is the 3rd installment of "When The Harmony Was Broken", and it is done from the point of view of Princess Luna. The rhyming scheme of this poem is a,a,b,c,c,b/ d,d,e,f,f,e... I wrote the second to last stanza as a response to Celestia's poem, and the last stanza I mimicked what I had with Nightmare Moon. After this one, I might write one from Chrysalis' or Discord's point of view next. That's only if this collection becomes popular enough. If you want to see more, please leave a comment, and if you want to see a poem from a certain character's POV, tell me who.

The Harmony Returns

Many times I have been thinking,
The memory of my actions forever stinging,
How you could have so easily forgiven me.
I had done many horrible deeds
That I don’t believe the pain will recede,
Something I want to keep under lock and key.

After a thousand years, my bonds were broken.
After a thousand years, I had finally woken.
I wanted to seek my vengeance.
In my prison, I dreamed of tearing you asunder,
To leave your day plundered,
But like me, you too went through your own penance.

Like me you have suffered
Your remorse it did smother
The light that shone in your eyes.
Brighter than your sun they did burn
Which I long for their return
And be removed from self-loathing’s ties.

Both of us cried when we saw
Each other with hearts so raw.
You, I never thought
Would weep tears of joy
Unabashed, unrestrained, with no decoy
As if you have forgotten the misery I had brought.

My forgiveness is what you beseeched.
As much as I want to mend the breach
I cannot forgive when there was no wrong.
It was me, not you, who put everyone in danger
To you I became a stranger
Because I was not strong.

I am the failure
And the one who turned traitor.
I wish things had turned out different.
So much time we had lost
But that was our cost
For us to no longer be so ignorant.

Yes, over again we shall start.
To that clover covered glen we’ll embark.
We will watch the flowers bloom as the mist rolls,
And our gloom will be forgotten
As we play in the rains of autumn
With the thunder making their clashing tolls.

The past is something that needs no more thinking
Because of future laughter, my cheeks will be stinging.
Your forgiveness shows how much you love me,
And together we’ll move on from past deeds.
My love for you sister will never recede,
And will never be bound by any lock or key.

Luna stood outside of her sister’s door in the dead of night. She fiddled with the folded up piece as she thought about the past few days. It has only been five days since the elements were used to free her, and since then, she regained her full strength, no longer stuck in her younger form. She and her sister had been walking carefully around each other. It has been a thousand years since they had last been together, and neither knew how to act around the other. That night Luna sat down and wrote the thoughts she had over the past few days, but now she was nervous. She did not know how Celestia would react to her words. With a deep breath, she bent down to slide the note under the door. She wanted to give her sister some space while she read it. Once it disappeared through the crack, Luna quickly trotted back to her room where she paced for a moment before she sat on her bed, starting out into the night sky.

There was tentative knock after a few minutes, and Luna told whomever it was they could enter. Celestia entered her bedroom with the note in her magical yellow grip. The sister’s stared at each other for a moment before Celestia lunged across the room, and pulled Luna in a tight hug, crying into moon princess’ shoulder as she yelled I love you in a trembling voice. Luna returned the hug with a few tears leaking down her face as well. When they finally pulled apart, Celestia asked in a shy voice if she could sleep with Luna tonight. Luna could not refuse the request.

For the first time in a long time, the sun and moon were at peace.

The Chaos' Reform

Author's Note

Part 4! This one is done from the point of view of Discord. Since he is the embodiment of chaos, I figured his poem would be a bit chaotic as well, so I decided to mix up the rhyming scheme. Here, every stanza (except for two) has a different pattern, and some don't even rhyme at all. Are you ready for an overview of the pattern? 0 means that the line doesn't rhyme with anything else, and a letter with a ' means that it is prime because I ran out of letters. I had to rollback to the start of the alphabet Anyway here is the pattern: a b c c b a / d d e e f f / g 0 g 0 g 0 / 0 0 0 0 0 0 / h i i j j h / k l m m l k / n o p o p n / 0 q q q 0 0 / r s s t r t / u v w x y z / u v w x y z / a' a' b' b' c' c' d' d' e' e' / f ' 0 f '/ g' h' g' h'

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The Chaos' Reform

The Chaos’ Reform

Floating across the sky are
my pink clouds of cotton candy,
and the flowers grow rabid and wild.
Here! Try this pepper! It’s quite mild,
but watch out. It thinks biting is dandy.
Oh look! Your house ran so far.

This is my wonderful world,
I do love it when order is so swirled.
I am the king of chaos, and long may I reign!
To live here, well, it’s not for the sane.
Here, down is up and black is white.
Nothing makes sense, so just give up the fight.

Yet no matter how hard I try
I can’t help but feel lonely on top.
My throne is grand, that is no lie,
but with no one to share it
well… it is so boring could cry.
What’s the point of chaos if you can’t share the fun?

No one wanted to be with me
because they feared me and my powers.
So many have tried to force reform
down my throat, but I would
only shrug and turn their ears into fish.
As if chaos, as if I, can be tamed.

Then I met a shy and timid little thing.
She was so meek, sweet, and kind.
Another like her, I doubt I will ever find.
With the patience of a saint, she put up with me
because she believed I was never truly free.
She didn’t care that I made her rug sing.

She thought I never was permitted
to be who I am,
but what threw me around the bend
was that she wanted to be my friend.
This innocent little lamb
wasn’t scared of the madness that had me so fitted.

I did all I could to annoy her.
I changed her hair color
and manipulated her with tricks.
Not once did she blubber,
give me swift kicks,
or let her anger stir.

She only smiled,
and I don’t understand!
How can she withstand
the chaos that springs from my hand?!
She would kindly say that
it was okay because it was my personality.

Somehow, she wormed her way into my heart.
I found myself upset whenever she was saddened,
and trying to make it never happened.
She liked my chaotic antics.
To me, her laughter she did impart,
while everyone else would panic.

I never had a friend before,
and I must admit it is quite nice.
I wanted to rule and spread the fun,
but how when none would approach?
Nothing is wrong with disorder.
Still everyone would run and hide.

But she had never abhor
me even when I changed her mice
into spiders. She left me stunned.
I was never reproached,
and to my madness she brought order
as my self-appointed guide.

Then came the day of my greatest fear
when it was I who caused her tears.
“Please forgive that carelessness of mine”
I said with a feeling that I couldn’t define.
My heart felt like it was broken
as these words were spoken.
I never realized what was missing
until I was scared the she was dismissing
me forever from her home.
“Please, I don’t want to be alone.”

Then what happened was a miracle.
She forgave me and I didn’t know what to say.
She made my lonely life bearable.

That day I made a promise
to use my chaos for good.
It was a vow most honest.
I will keep my first friend happy as I should.

It was sunny day outside in Ponyville, and Discord was lounging in a lawn chair sipping on a glass of juice. Fluttershy was in her pen where she kept most of the small animals. She was singing to them as she gave them their lunch. Angel, her white rabbit, was riding on her back, munching on a carrot. Discord titled his head a bit as he noticed that a bit of sweat was running down her forehead. It was quite hot today, and he did not want Fluttershy to get overheated. With a snap of his fingers, a large umbrella appeared above her, providing a large shaded area. She looked confused for a moment before she sent a smile his way and a thank you. She asked if he wanted to help her feed her animal friends- she never orders or demands, only requests- to which he was hesitant at first. He decided to try it. Slowly he approached her, not wanting to scare her creatures away, took some of the food from her, and held out a pile of cracked grain in his lion paw. The birds did not move at first, but with gentle encouragement from the yellow pegasus they drew closer to him. Soon, they were eating out of his paw or perching on one of his horns. Fluttershy went back to her home to prepare their own lunch while Discord finished feeding her animals.

He heard a questioning noise behind him, and he saw that she had his poem in her hooves. Mortified that he had forgotten it was sitting on his chair, he waited in anxious silence, his tail twitched in his nervousness. When she was done reading, she flew to him and hovered at his eye level. They stared at each other for a moment before Fluttershy give him a hug, her forelegs not quite reaching all the way around his body. Discord’s own arms encircled her small frame. Yes, he will take care of her. Even though the other five bearers of harmony still kept their distance, he did not care. As long as Fluttershy was his friend, it did not matter if they liked him or not because she was the only one who mattered. She looked into the heart of chaos and said it perfect just the way it was.