Luna, Luna,

by Discombobulated Soul

Rating: teen
Tags: Princess Luna, Original Character, Tragedy, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Death, Alternate Universe, Romance
Length: 1263

A tragic love story, told in poetic verse.

Luna finds a note from a secret admirer of hers. Can this romance succeed or is it doomed to tragic failure?

I figured I'd try my hand at poetry for a change of pace. I've always wanted to attempt such a thing.

This piece is greatly inspired by a page of dropped verse I found on the ground some time ago. I found it beautiful, if short, and began immediately wondering how I could incorporate it into some horse words. Hopefully, I do the original justice, and you don't find my words hoarse.

Published 2022-10-27 02:50:01 UTC
Last updated 2022-10-27 02:50:01 UTC

Full Of Shine

Hail, dear traveler, and come sit awhile

Hear this tale, though t'won't make you smile

Heed mine warnings and my clear advice

Have heart and brace, for it's not very nice.

Should you ever fall in love,

Shall they be lovely as a dove,

Shake thine ears, and remember well:

Do not be as the moon, who only wept as she fell.

Glorious was she, with her velvet wings

Dark she was, watching over all things

That crept and slept during her wondrous night

They feared the dark, and loved the light.

"Oh, how unjust it is," pined the Moon,

Her soul a storm, her mind a monsoon,

"That for my sister, their hearts should swoon,

But for me, who too loves them, they have no room."

Her namesake, still and up in the sky,

Gave no answer to her cry,

All it did was say goodbye,

As its stony face, too, left her.

"I want not for much," the moon continued,

As up above, the heavens changed hue.

"Recognition only, and only by one,

Some other, of course, than my sister, the sun."

"Surely," said she, as she lay in her bed,

"'tis not much to ask," as thoughts swirled in her head,

"That just one being, no being of note

Delight in my presence, keep my joys afloat

Share in my sorrows, my laughter, my strife

Be with me as sadness cuts like a knife"

The moon, stewing in a disconsolate potion

Startled, beholding a strange locomotion

A lone paper piece, unknown its origin

Fell down to the floor of her balcony.

The moon's horn lit, the paper flew off the ground

The faint fluttering of feathers the only sound

To grace her furred, twitching ears

As the moon read, wiping her tears.

Luna, Luna, full of shine.

You alone are most divine.

Wherever you travel in your flight,

Remember not to touch the light.

I wish to see you many more times.

I hope you have enjoyed my rhymes.

"It cannot be!" The moon bemoaned

As she read the note over on her silver throne

"No signature, no post-script, no, nothing of the kind!"

Forth she sent her soldiers, the author they would find

North, South, East, West they went, but all for naught, for they were blind

To the stallion's wishes, hidden deep within his mind.

The moon was saddened by the news,

For though she had her admirer, had she no clues

As to where to find him.

But then, that morn, when the sky lightened with day,

A paper fell once more, lit by a ray,

The moon, wide awake, brought it to the tray,

She knew her melancholy the words would slay,

She hoped his intentions they would betray,

She prayed she hadn't been led astray,

Her emotions all in disarray,

The moon read the letter.

Luna, Luna, my fair maiden

My heart is so heavy laden

It falters and falls to the deepest abyss

I've known for a while that things are amiss

Help me, Luna, have I one request

Free me from this weight in my chest

Take my heart, and let me have yours

My love for you, it rains and pours

I hope you have enjoyed my rhymes

I wish to see you many more times.

"Oh, of course!" Cried the moon, her feelings aflutter

"But of course, my lover, you need only come!

"At last, a being to love and be loved, I shall cherish!

"Come be my prince, we'll be as bread and butter!

"Come be with me, as one our hearts shall strum!

"Come be in my life, let mine sadness perish!"

But no being answered the moon's summons

Only the flapping of feathers was heard

It was as if her lover feared repercussions

But how could that worry be reassured?

"I know!" Beamed the moon, as the sky her countenance lit

"'tis simple, truly, what I must do: I must write a writ!"

And so she did, and wrote away, all through that stormy night.

By morning, just as she was headed off to bed,

She laid her note on the balcony, her chest feeling rather tight.

Anxious was she, as she rested her weary head.

"I can only hope my letter does alleviate his mind,

That he accepts my invitation, and is freed from his bind."

The moon slept, for exhausted was she, and dreamt of a great and gorgeous door

She knew that beyond it lay her lover, scratching at it all the more

But the barrier blocked their love, as it had from days of yore

Romance of a princess and a commoner, forbidden as it has always been before.

The moon awoke, and yipped with joy, for she saw there, on her balcony floor

Yet another missive from her mister, and reading it was no chore.

Luna, Luna, I am elated

For our love is most certainly fated

Of course I'll meet you in the gardens

I'll be on time, no need for pardons

At midnight exactly, and then you'll see

Precisely how we're meant to be

Each other better, we can get to know

And through our talks, our love shall grow

I hope to see you at that time,

I pray you will enjoy my rhymes.

The moon giggled with delight as though a filly

Clapping her hooves with delight so pure

And though she did feel rather silly,

Her ecstacy made an effective cure.

All throughout the night she waited

Nerves abuzz and wings violently twitching

Until twelve AM her clock had stated

And her namesake sat high, its surface bewitching.

Suddenly, the sound of an alarmed shout

Drew the moon to her balcony

A worried crinkle formed on her snout

As she took off toward the abnormality

More shouting greeted her flickering ears

More voices added to her fears

At last, she arrived at the scene

A fresh corpse, her lover, held between

Two guards, triumphant in their mission

To guard royal grounds from all intrusion

An 'unfortunate accident', they so simply called it, showing no desire to pay their dues

The 'result of a lack of communication', but if only they knew

The evil that settled in the moon that night

As she was eclipsed by that dark, black light

The sorrow consumed her, mind, body, and soul

She stewed in her rage, resembling a ghoul

"My sole admirer, dead by their day-loving hooves

I'll show them all, the night's worth I shall prove."

And that, dear traveler, is my tale, dark and deary

I do hope it has not made you teary

The truth is, it was not jealousy alone that caused the Night Eternal

No, it was something much more internal

Which turned us all nocturnal.

Author's Note

Aaand there you have it! This evolved quite a bit as I was writing it, and the finished version is pretty much nothing like what I had planned at the start.

I must say, the product is not exactly something I'm proud of, but, hey, there's a first time for everything, and I had a blast writing this!

If anyone needs clarification on any part because they couldn't understand my indecipherable attempts at poetry, I'm happy to respond to any questions in the comments.