The King in Black and Other Poems

by The Lizard King

Rating: everyone
Tags: Dark
Length: 216

Four letters can tell you a lot about a pony; King Sombra knows this the most, as those same four letters speak to him every day.

It's the same dream every night, and the princesses haven't been gaining any sleep because of it; even Luna herself cannot control the dream's she's been having. But there came a point when they varied. And that was when they knew.

He was back.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-08-15 16:33:30 UTC

The Mine

Alone.

Where?

I do not know

Diamond Dogs.

They are coming.

I can feel it.

Stomp

Stomp

Stomp

Alone.

Where?

I do not know

They mine.

All day, I hear it.

Pick

Pick

Pick

Alone.

Where?

I do not know

The cell is not comfy.

I hear the iron bars shake

As I try to leave this place

Clank

Clank

Clank

Alone.

Where?

I do not know

I feel it now. Truly.

My time here is done

They walk to the cell with horrible noise

Shriek

Shriek

Shriek

Alone.

Where?

I'll never know

Alone.

Where?

I'll never know

Alone.

Where?

I'll never know

The King in Black

In the dark of night they spire

past the wailing funeral pyres

Stairs that climb and touch the sky

and then come crashing down

The sickly green that is his eyes

will not shine through his best disguise

Your fear is ever heightening

as he comes without a sound

For fear it is on which he dines

extinguishing all that would shine

stealing all the brightness

'till there's no more to be found

And when you think he won't attack

the crystals turn from blue to black

pray that he won't end you

as you slowly turn around

And scream before you hit the ground