Granite
Resting amidst the mud
Granite
Bathing in the moonlight
A peculiar glass
From the volcano's mass
Did make itself known
And that is how I came to own
My own Obsidian glass
Pebbles sleep beside the mountains
They pale in comparison
But share the same strength
Dunite
Distraught, determined
Falling, mixing, climbing
A rare sight to behold
Dexterity
Rock, you make me wonder
How many minerals do you comprise?
Rock, you fill me with awe
How much distance have you traveled?
Rock, you bring me happiness
How many words are left unspoken?
Sifting through the dirt
I search for a friend
My efforts are in vain
You were in my pocket
Lignite
You ignite my heart
Like crowded flames of a campfire's start
Your brownish hue
Only further endeared me to you
Never shall we part
A pile of rocks
Soothing
Shadow of a summer day
Pebble, you are small
You are a small rock
You are not a big rock
Because, you are a small rock
That is what you are
A pebble
Often do I wonder
Why some rocks are gray
Only to find later
That I've spent the whole day
Wondering to myself
Why some rocks are gray
This is a rock
He is a nice rock
Boulder befriended me when no one else would
Because nopony understood me
Like Boulder could
Pinkie
There is one rock that reminds me of you
And your little pet alligator, Gummy, too
It's called Serpentinite, and as you can probably guess
It reminds me of Gummy because of it's name
A rock is a rock is a rock is a rock
A rock like you makes me want to talk
About rocks and rocks and rocks and rocks
You are the greatest rock among rocks
For you are the rock that listens to me talk
About rocks and rocks and rocks and rocks
Your shade of gray
Reminds me of a day
A far off day I can't quite remember
It was a chilly evening near the end of December
We were plowing rocks from one field to next
When eventually my father told us to rest
My sisters and I, we all went to bed
Except for one sister whose mane was light red
She stayed up all night, there in that room
She was making a fuss all the way till next noon
The sound of laughter did fill our hearts
As she helped us remember a part of ourselves we forgot
We danced and cheered well into the night
We never thought a party would bring such delight
Thank you, Pinkie Pie
For helping us remember
On that day near the end of December
To keep on smiling, through and through
I'm so lucky to have a sister like you
I feel the wind blowing
You're tossed about
As if it were nothing
You're flipped onto your back
As if you don't care
You're covered in sand
As if the air doesn't even notice you're there
It pushes you, dirties you, and breaks you too
But none of that cruelty matters to you
You're too strong, too rigid
To be broken by the wind's doings
For you are a rock
You don't have time for such things
A scarf
A rock
I like them both
One is gentle, one is coarse
Which one do I like the most?
The rock, of course
I can break a rock down
From one to many
I can identify any type
Be it big or small
But there's only one rock
That I can call
Friend
I travel through the forest
And I notice the rocks
All piled together and covered with moss
I sit at the beach
And observe the rocks
All soaking wet, below the docks
I visit Canterlot, a city of high society
And I stare at the rocks
Obscured by regality
They're all lined up, in tiny rows
Surrounding the gardens; around they go
Whether it's chipped or pristine
In pieces or whole
No rock goes unnoticed
I love them all
Basalt, your color is cleansing
Like the pure currents of the ocean
Or a powerful morning gust
You brighten my day, without all the fuss
Of having to swim, or standing on the roof
I can enjoy your splendor, with you in my hoof
You bring the ocean to me, and the air too
Everywhere you've been, I've been there with you
Metamorphic
You've been through a lot
Like temperatures that are really, really hot
And then you changed
From one rock to another
Because you are Metamorphic
And that's what you do
The rocks sit at the windowsill
Silently, wistfully
The breeze whisks past them
Fleetingly, wistfully
Their resolve unwavering
Ponies toss pebbles into the ocean
The water is pierced by the rock's descent
Ripples fly away from the scene
The rock has vanished
It descends slowly, through the darkness
A new world has been discovered
It's journey has just begun
Rocks
You are beautiful
Because you are rocks
You are more beautiful than the setting sun
More beautiful than blades of grass dancing in the wind
More beautiful than the waves of the ocean receding on the shore
More beautiful than the moon lighting up the sky at night
More beautiful than the twinkling of the stars
Because you are rocks
And you've seen it all
There are Earth ponies, Pegasi, and Unicorns too
Could each type of rock, be related to you?
Sedimentary are like Earth ponies
Patient and strong, withstanding the forces of nature
Igneous are like Pegasi
Their passion and ferocity, bursting forth with life
Metamorphic are like Unicorns
Elegant, and capable of feats of wondrous magic
There are Sedimentary, Igneous, and Metamorphic rocks too
Could each type of pony, be related to you?
I stare out the window
The darkness of the night creeping in to my room
Your pale complexion
Blends in with the moonlight
It's almost as if
I were holding the moon in my hooves
The rock sits before the pond
Silently
He cannot swim
No pebble, no rock
No boulder or mountain
Could ever hold me back
If you are hurt, or sad
Lonely or lost
Call to me, sister
And I will be there
There are thousands of names
Categories, and types
But there's only one word
That I need to know
To define that which embodies me so
And that word
Is rock
You are not unfeeling
I know you are not
Everypony is special
In their own unique way
Including a rock
Between each mineral
And each speck of dirt
I know deep down
That you are enjoying yourself
Come, let us swim
My rock and I
You cannot float
So hold on to Maud Pie
Of all the rocks I've ever seen
There's only one kind that makes my eyes beam
Tender feelings fill my heart, memories flow through my mind
They were the most magnificent rocks I had ever seen
Little rock candies, specifically chosen
String in hoof, carefully woven
You never forgot what I taught you back then
The ones I made for you, are all gobbled up
But the ones you made me
I'll never give up, I'll cherish forever
For they are the rocks that are most important to me
The rock candy necklaces from my sister, Pinkie
A rock cannot laugh, sing, or fly
A rock cannot raise the sun in the sky
A rock cannot cast magic, or sew a dress
A rock will not compete to see who's the best
A rock will sit there, waiting for you
Doing only the things that you like to do
Square, circular, and perhaps something else
You refuse to be easily defined
You can be polished or chipped
And you will still be you
No matter what your appearance may be
The soul of a rock remains
Tides engulf you
Dogs lick you
Birds fly above you
Bugs crawl on you
The winds brushes against you
You bask in the moonlight
The sun's rays burn you
The snow freezes you over
Tell me, rock
How are you different from myself?
This rock
A pretty rock
Perhaps a stone
It speaks to me
It asks if I'm happy
And I respond
"Sure"
The rock is satisfied
A rock can be soft
They can be tossed like beach balls
If you have good aim
A bed of smooth stones
Can be as comforting as a bed of feathers and fluff
So the next time you need
A shoulder to cry on
Consider a rock
Everywhere you go
Rocks are there
They watch you silently
They sit and stare
The rocks see you live your daily life
They see your triumph, and they see your strife
The rocks see you when you're happy or glad
They see you when you're lonely or sad
So the next time you think
Nopony knows what you're going through
Just remember
The rocks are always there for you
Rounded rock
Tumbling down a hill
The wind howls
A dusty rock
Consumed
A toothless alligator is content
The muffin
Its texture
Similar to a rock
The fragments in my mouth
Similar to a rock
A satisfying crunch
A powdery taste
That was no muffin
That was a rock
Rock studying, rock collecting
Rock playing, rock eating
The possibilities of a rock
Reach only as far
As your imagination
The cold wind bites
Coddled in my pocket
I feel your warmth
If versatility, reliability, and strength
Are the traits you desire
Look no further
The rocks are waiting
The forest of darkness and fright
One boulder stands against all odds
A shining beacon of light
Boulder, meet Tom
Your new best friend
Sandstone
You are soft
Like sand
You are also rough
Like a stone
Sandstone
I kick you
Through the dirt
But I know
It doesn't hurt
Because
You are a rock
Imbued
With blue hues
And green ones too
The silken waves
Coat your surface
Swim up from the deep
And feel morning's embrace
Down, down
Under the ground
The night is empty
Not a sound
You rest there, waiting
To be found
A rock
I arrange the rocks
One by one
Rows of two above
And two across
The sun glints in their presence
Diamonds in the desert
Stars among the sky
Your light is boundless
Playing camouflage
Galloping, trotting
You hide among the rocks
My struggle has just begun
I spot you now, hours having passed
You sleep among the rocks
I could not find you
Before you fell asleep
But when you wake
I will be here with you
A distant mist
Rising
The stone perseveres
One day, Marble, one of my sisters
Bumped into a rock
And received a small blister
I told her then
The rock wasn't to blame
But she would not hear it
She glared at the rock, with intent to maim
Marble kicked the rock
I was quite shocked
I thought the rock was sure to be doomed
But instead, Marble received yet another wound
I chipped off the sharp edge of the stone
And Marble no longer voiced painful groans
"Thank you, Maud!"
Marble said to me
"Sure" I replied
And she was happy
