//-------------------------------------------------------// An Anthology of Luna and Celestia -by The F8ful 1- //-------------------------------------------------------// //-------------------------------------------------------// About Luna //-------------------------------------------------------// About Luna Memories of Stella This was originally supposed to be its own story and what actually started this whole thing. Who is Stella? I have an idea who she is, but it is really up to you who she is. Highlight to see what I think she is --> I see her as the disciple of Luna, Child of the stars. This poem is a Free Verse. I meant it to be a lot longer, but lost my train of thought Lone Moon This poem was a Quatrain merged with a Couplet, though now I can't even tell what part the couplet was. This is again up for you to decide what it means. The Soul and the Heart This is a haiku that is very minimalistic and simple. This came really easy for me The Stars and the Moon This poem was two quatrains I put together, simply because it made more sense that way. This is very clear what it is. Princess Luna talking with an unknown pony, trying to find a companion, but the unnamed pony pushes her away. Jealousy This is what I think Luna felt before Nightmare Moon and what made her turn into Nightmare Moon. This is a Long Haiku that goes 3, 5, 7, 5, 3 While it starts out in confusion, I felt venom by the end Young Two Quatrains, my favorite. This is a discussion between Celestia and Luna about their youth //-------------------------------------------------------// Celestia //-------------------------------------------------------// Celestia Memories of Twilight I wake up to catch my favorite time Twilight It bridges me and my sister But it is also my student Though sometimes I wonder who taught who You may be gone But our friendship will last forever Palace As I walk through the doorways Past the familiar guards Around the bends Up the stairs I note every brick Every shard of glass As I walk by Entering my tall room My true private room A fire burns in the chandlier I look out the window I watch my kingdom I don't want to blink for fear of missing anything standing vigilant, watching others I have lost too much time already. //-------------------------------------------------------// About Celestia //-------------------------------------------------------// About Celestia Memories of Twilight In my mind, Stella is Luna's version of Twilight, though their relationship is a bit more... confusing. Seeing as I did a poem of Luna remembering Stella, I felt it was right for me to do the same for Celestia. This poem takes place well after Twilight has pasted on. Palace This is a hard to explain poem. Though Celestia has a very long life, by the end it reveals that she doesn't want to waste any of this life, but she doesn’t want to interfere on anybody else’s life. This takes place after she took Twilight on as an apprentice (she’s a lot more relaxed) but before the return of Luna. //-------------------------------------------------------// Rising the Sun //-------------------------------------------------------// Rising the Sun This is my biggest poem (so far). After the original, there will be a clearer, but edited one. After the edited one, I will explain how this came about and break down every part Rising the sun Sister, are you there? I lie awake, watching the sky Hoping, nay, knowing you are doing the same How has time been for you? The children sleep, the students study Readying for tomorrow’s sun I’m sorry I let you feel this way. I watch the stars twinkle Contrasting the night sky Have either of you maintained power? My headache breaks through my defenses Destroying my concentration I know you’re still there and I shall wait for you I grit my teeth through the pain Though I feel bile coming up, I can’t abide to the stress Time has dragged on, slower every second for me I leave the balcony to go to my room Looking in the mirror, I see the impact of 200 years I know you haven’t, but perhaps Stella still has weight in the universe The true damage of the years is not in the appearance But in the mind It’s nice to hope that I’m not so alone I see visions now, of both past and future Both scare me, but what truly scares me is Do you suffer how I suffer? The thought of being alone forever You not returning, either to home or your mind I hope not, even I can barely handle it. I return to the balcony In time for the sun’s ascent On a lighter not, how do you pass the time? I use my magic to push the sun further But the pain splits my head Can you feel my pain? Not allowing myself to collapse I push farther, harder. I can feel your boredom No one is awake yet, save for a few guards This is to my liking, for I want nopony to see my pain Your mind pacing, thinking of the intricacies of our existence My eyes squint, I push hard to stand Push even harder to keep my eyes open Thinking of why we exist, why we are powerful Seeing the sun, I know I have succeeded, Until tomorrow at least We suffer in two hells Yours of boredom A hell that only allows thought and loneliness Mine of pain A hell that only allows grief and loneliness Who truly suffers? Rising the Sun (edited) I lie awake, watching the sky Hoping, nay, knowing you are doing the same The children sleep, the students study Readying for tomorrow’s sun I watch the stars twinkle Contrasting the night sky My headache breaks through my defenses Destroying my concentration I grit my teeth through the pain Though I feel bile coming up, I can’t abide to the stress I leave the balcony to go to my room Looking in the mirror, I see the impact of 200 years The true damage of the years is not in the appearance But in the mind I see visions now, of both past and future Both scare me, but what truly scares me is The thought of being alone forever You not returning, either to home or your mind I return to the balcony In time for the sun’s ascent I use my magic to push the sun further But the pain splits my head Not allowing myself to collapse I push farther, harder. No one is awake yet, save for a few guards This is to my liking, for I want nopony to see my pain My eyes squint, I push hard to stand Push even harder to keep my eyes open Seeing the sun, I know I have succeeded, Until tomorrow at least “Sister, are you there? How has time been for you? Time has dragged on, slower every second for me Have either of you maintained power? I know you haven’t, but perhaps Stella still has weight in the universe Do you suffer how I suffer? I hope not, even I can barely handle it. Can you feel my pain? I can feel your boredom Your mind pacing, thinking of the intricacies of our existence Thinking of why we exist, why we are powerful On a lighter not, how do you pass the time? I can only rule and attempt to fill your space Though someponies can’t love me as the loved you (Lengthy pause) I’m sorry I let you feel this way. I know you’re still there and I shall wait for you. (Short pause) Sister, are you listening? Sister? (Pause) It’s nice to hope that I’m not so alone” We suffer in two hells Yours of boredom A hell that only allows thought and loneliness Mine of pain A hell that only allows grief and loneliness Who truly suffers? About Rising the Sun About Rising the Sun Excluding the last 6 lines, the first of every 3 lines is dialogue of Celestia’s, imagining she is talking with Luna, with the other two lines being an action of Celestia’s at a different time. Example Sister, are you there? ---- Dialogue of Celestia I lie awake, watching the sky ---- Action of Celestia’s Hoping, nay, knowing you are doing the same ---- Action of Celestia’s The last 6 lines is Celestia wondering near the end of Luna’s punishment who she was really punishing. This was my first really long poem, thought up in one of my many sleepless nights. Thank you for reading my greatest poem so far, inspired by the princesses of the sky. //-------------------------------------------------------// Luna //-------------------------------------------------------// Luna Memories of Stella As I gaze upon the stars I can see no constellations I can only see your face in the navy sky. I can't help but hope that you Your beautiful soul has defied time And you and I can still be together Every flower I see reminds me of you Though this infects me with sorrow, I am glad I have not forgotten Those that matter most Lone Moon As the moon ascends My heart descends heavy with the knowledge That as I sit upon this ledge Only now am I truly alone Resting upon this gray throne The Soul and the Heart The sun in the heart Nopony can be without either The moon is the soul The Stars and the Moon Are we really so different? I the moon, you the stars Both creatures of the night Only separated by ancient spite We are far from alike I the stars, you the moon Mine remain static Night or day You change and never stay long Jealousy We are equal Yet the sun is holier Than my moon, though they stand level The night is feared So fear me Young What was it like when we were young sister? I can’t quite remember I see you and I, but the rest is all blurry The memory fades like an Ember I can remember what it was like That time left quite a mark I remember us having fun, no complications yet The memory only burns back brighter like a spark