Chapters Loyalty
A rap inspired by Rainbow Dash
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Have you ever had a good friend,
Who didn't like fightin'?
But if he had to
He'd go down broken, bloody, and bitin'
The kinda guy
Who'd never say die
He'd take the mud, blood, spit in his eye
And try
Because the last person he'd ever wanna fail is you
So he'd bite the bullet and go through
Any tribulation he'd have to
And crossin' paths with him in anger
Is a day anyone would rue
Because he'd never fool around
He'd get deep, down, and dirty
And do what he'd have to do
Just remember, man
That's all for you
The Webster definition of the word "friend"
He'd stand by you 'till the very end
Doin' whatever he thought was necessary
Even if it meant becomin' the whole world's adversary
That's loyalty, man
A motherfucking bond eternal
And tryin' to bend or break it
Evokes a wrath infernal
Stronger than any gun or blade
Sentient, trusting, and never afraid
But always keep in mind
It's a two-way street
And it doesn't take much
To crack the concrete
If you ever betray your friend's trust
It'll be your own damn fault when you bite the dust
And bust
Shattered all apart
Yeah, you'll deserve to be left all alone to rust
For not having a heart
So treasure those close to you
And hold high every vow
Because you don't wanna be the one on the ground
Watchin' 'em walk away
Askin' yourself, "How...?"
Strength Through Friendship
Strength Through Friendship
A poem inspired by happiness
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So many times
So many places
So very many
Angry faces
I got used to all
The hateful shouts and calls
It became
A part of my everyday life
It was so strange
When these ponies came to me
Showed me friendship
Showed me harmony
Amanda Palmer taught me
That the Orange Man always gets us in the end
Andrew Jackson Jihad taught me
That we never really have a friend
But just this once
But just this once
I don't think these sad songs are true
You've got me
I've got you
We've got these ponies
What've we got to lose?
I put so much effort
In maintaining who I am
But sometimes I forget
How to just not give a damn
Not in any way dangerous
Or anyway offensive
It's just that every once in a while
We all tend to get explosive
Is it really so wrong
To live a little and have some fun?
These ponies have taught me strength
Enough to appreciate the sun
And watch it's golden glow anew
Breaching into my morning view
Twixt my shading branches through
And only ever fully appreciated by few
Celestia be praised
It's a brand new day
And hey...
I'm feeling happy for once
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(Yes, I used "twixt". I was drunk. Gimme a break.)
Learning Curve
A poem inspired by nervousness and apprehension
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So much to learn
And such little time to waste
Putting ink onto parchment
Putting paper onto paste
Little Twilight
Little Twilight
There is so much out there to learn
But there is something
Yes there is something
For which you don't yet know your heart yearns
The bindings of books
Bound bold with block letter print
Put down ages ago
Meant to be eternally permanent
Encased in leather
Long-lasting reinforced binds
You searched for the answers
That nopony ever finds
Oh, oh, oh, because you are a genius
But take no pride in the title
Because it can just as easily be a curse
Yes, the distinction is vital
There is a learning curve
And the measure is steep
And Twilight, dear Twilight
The hour is deep
Yes, we need you to act
And we need you to act strong
I know that you're nervous
But you've had it in you all along
...Now take the leap...
The Biggest Smile
A brief poem inspired by the Premier Party Pony
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Everypony needs to smile
At least once in a while
And I'm sure you know what I mean
When I say that's my one dream
United together, hoof in hoof
Not to mention claw, talon, and hand
One day we'll all share the same grin
Right where we stand
I know it may not be soon
There's so much to frown about
But I'm more patient than I look
I can wait it out
And it'll be worth it
Because that's what I do
I'll be the happiest pony alive
To share one big smile with you
Jeremy's Bitchy Poem
A poem inspired by a unicorn who's constantly frustrated
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This poem, if it isn't incredibly obvious, applies to the canon events of Psychedelica - Pastel Ponies , which features the formerly-suicidal and formerly-human Jeremy Robin. Read it for some context if you'd like, but don't feel pressured to, yo.
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Tied a rope to the ceiling
Stuck my head through the noose
Kicked off of the chair
But there wasn't any use
I hung in the air
But I wasn't really hung
Then a soft voice spoke out
Like a church bell had rung
Oh, my closet ate me
Gobbled me up like a stew
And when I opened my eyes
I stood in a place brand new
Ponies surrounded me
Offering help I didn't want
The pink one annoyed me
A quick mental note labeled her a cunt
But they just wouldn't take no
As an acceptable answer
They were convinced they'd cure me
Of my suicidal cancer
So after blacking out
From the heroin and pills
I found myself nestled in a bed
Somewhere over the hills
I immediately puked
And rubbed my head with a hoof
A transformation that I
Still wasn't quite used to
After flopping around
And puking some more
My caretaker rushed up the stairs
To find me bleeding on the floor
She whisked me to the bathroom
To, what a shock!, take a bath
And blearily, I relented
Lest I face her cute wrath
Just like I did
When I tried to force her to give me my drugs
And she had her little dragon
Torch them like some unwanted bugs
In response to this crime
I declared, "NOW I'M PISSED!"
And gave many an emo attempt
At slitting my wrists
All to no avail
Un-fucking-fortunately
So it looked like withdrawal
Would be my new destiny
"Suck greatly, it did"
Like Yoda might say
But at the end of it all
I came out stronger anyway
Now I'm learning friendship
From an expert on friends
And with a bit of good luck
This story'll have a happy end
So fuck you, Twilight
For this song I now sing
And thank you, Twilight
For the exact same fucking thing
Goddamn I need a cigarette...
I'm sick
A poem inspired by feeling "Ughhhhhhhhhh..."
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Food poisoning
Maybe ate some bad sushi
Why does Asian cuisine
Always end up biting me?
So now I'm sitting here
In my computer chair alone
Not that I'm complaining, mind you
I'd much rather be home
I'm not the kind of guy
That enjoys others seeing me weak
Besides, it's just a bit of meds
To help fix this annoying tweak
So after downing some Pepto
I pop up VLC
And pull up a vid
Just the one to help me
Sure, I might feel like shit
But everyone does sometimes
And my favorite medication
Is hearing Zecora's rhymes
And seeing these ponies
Learn more about friendship
Is just what I need
To free my shoulder of this sick chip
So I'll puke a few times
And rue my current state
But at the end of the day
The love these ponies show will leave me feeling great
Wish
A poem as inspired by a tragic backstory and tequila
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The prospect of something like forever
Isn't something anyone should ever
Have to contemplate all on their own
And yet here I sit, alone on my throne
Watching as the days go by
Lifting the moon for the night sky
It isn't mine to lift, but I'll do what I must
Until the day you come back
The day we begin to rebuild our trust
The burden is hard and my will is weak
I can't even reach out to you
From atop the tallest peak
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I can't say it enough
I never once realized
Things could turn out this tough
You felt all alone
And now you really are
Suspended in the night sky
Wishing upon stars
But just so you know
Even with all we've been through
I spend every night
Wishing right alongside you
Please come home...
Discord's Disharmonic Rise to Power
Discord's Disharmonic Rise to Power
A pony stage production as performed by the fine actors and actresses of the Raszagal Troupe
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Intro: The Bard's Song
[The simple plucking of a lone lute fills the air as the curtains part. A lavender unicorn with a six-pointed star emblazoning her flanks steps forward, the lute still playing and suspended in the air by the magic aura flaring from her fluted horn.]
[Bard]
I sing to you a folk song
But one you likely know
It comes from a distant land
And it comes from ages ago
I speak of an ancient tyrant
Chaotic, conniving, and cruel
And of two great sisters
Who united to end his rule
[Bard, spoken]
This is the story of the mad god Discord and how he plunged Equestria into its darkest age. Calamity reigned supreme and for one thousand years the only laughter that could be heard was his own.
[The lights dim and the Bard exits stage left.]
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Ballroom Bedlam
[Enter Discord through drawn curtains to stand at center stage. The orchestra starts into a slow waltz.]
[Discord]
I've heard spun many a lengthy yarn
Depicting me in a much kinder light
But those truths are all somewhat stretched
It's such a funny thing, hindsight
[A brown earth pony enters from stage right and a yellow pegasus enters from stage left. They meet at back center stage, take each others' hooves, and begin to dance.]
[Discord]
I will admit that I once tried
So very hard to abide
By the many natural laws governing the land
But they were all just so boring
And oftentimes left me snoring
And in the end I simply refused to understand
The ponies all caged themselves within
Prisons of rational thought
Whereas it seemed only I could see the beauty
That untamed chaos brought
When everything in creation
Can be explained, understood, and defined
The simple joy of beholding
All that's new and strange is undermined
[Two more sets of ponies enter from opposite ends of the stage, both pairs joining hooves in the background and beginning to dance just as the previous pair had. The orchestra picks up the pace, the waltz quickening and the dancers doing the same.]
[Discord]
Regularity and order
Sequence and symmetry
That's no way to live
That's no way to be free
But it seemed that all were blind
Everypony but me
The vileness of harmony was something
That only my eyes could see
I felt lost and alone
Perhaps even a little insulted
This system that I hated
Had everypony else exulted
Did I really need,
To follow their silly laws?
Wasn't disorder,
The perfect escape clause?
[Two more pairs of dancers enter and join the others in the back ground. The orchestra picks up again, the dancers all moving dangerously fast in an effort to keep up with the hectic pace.]
[Discord]
It seemed only natural
To shun order in favor of calamity
A perfect world of infinite
Unlimited possibility
Deep down in my heart of hearts
At the center of my soul
I knew that chaos was
The puzzle piece to make me whole
But was it enough,
Finally knowing why and where I stand?
I still wanted to share my chaos
With everypony across the land
They couldn't appreciate it yet
But I felt that with the right nudge they could
Just a tiny, little push
They'd someday thank me, I knew they would
[The orchestra picks up once more, reaching a fever pitch, and the dancers all begin to trip, stumble, and fall. Soon, only Discord is left standing. The orchestra stops and silence reigns. Discord slowly makes his way to front center stage.]
[Discord, spoken]
In the end, I found that there was only one real option left to pursue. If anypony was ever going to see the same beauty and splendor that I saw, I was going to have to force them to see it; sunder their minds until they could finally understand things the way that I understood them.
Disharmony. Disorder. Discord.
Yes... Discord.
The moment the word came to mind, I knew it was right.
Generosity
A poem inspired by the act of giving
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The Element of Generosity
That's the title given to me
But even in my moments of vanity
I see beyond the name
To Pinkie Pie I give a smile
To Fluttershy I give support
And it seems to Twilight
I give yet another friendship report
To Spike I give affection
Though one day I'll break his heart
I only hope that on that day
I'll still be able to give him
Something to keep him from falling apart
Sometimes it wears me thin
Giving is not always easy
But deep down I know I must
Just as Rainbow Dash remains ever loyal
To her I continue to give my trust
In the end, I suppose I'll keep giving
Until there is nothing left to give
As through the years and tears I've learned
That this generosity is why I live
And if at the end of my days
Once my candle's burned down to the wick
So long as I've given my best
I won't be afraid of the flame's final flick
Let Me Go
A pony poem as written by Joseph Raszagal
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Dear Princess Celestia
This is my final letter
Somewhere deep down
I always knew
That my last one would be to you
I feel that it's my time
And I hope that you don't feel
This request to be a crime
Because I know
You've done your best
To keep me strong
To keep me here
To always keep me near
Well past my days of yore
So long ago now
Those many suns and moons before
You sent me away to Ponyville
And there I made some friends
Five to be exact
But where I live on, their story ends
And it's hurt
Sometimes I've felt
That I couldn't keep going
But just this once
I feel it's finally true
My heart is slowing
My breathing, ragged
Every movement stings
Muscles disobeying even as I
Draft these words down onto parchment
But even as I die
Writing is second nature
So no matter how much it hurts
You will still receive this letter
I haven't sent you a friendship report
In far too many years
So it's high time that I write one
If anything, to quell your fears
Your Twilight Sparkle
Your student and protege
I've lived a storied life
And in the end, I've done okay
My life, it's stretched on
Much further than it ever should have been
And in my old age, I long
To see those five smiling faces again
Sometime I hear Pinkie's laughter
Out there in the ether
Sometimes I see a rainbow trail of light
Out of the corner of my eye
Sometimes Rarity's sincerity
And Fluttershy's never-ending kindness
Mixed with a glimmer of honesty
And they make me wonder how I ever
Even managed to say goodbye
The joy we shared
Never once impaired
Every bond ever hurt
Soon thereafter repaired
But now there are no more
Links for me to fix in our chain
Just as there seems
An eternal torrent to this rain
That I feel pouring down
Heavy upon my soul
We six were meant to make up
The parts to a single whole
And now I am without them
Laying upon my deathbed
All that I ask of you
Is the privilege to go ahead
To accept what comes naturally
And finally face my maker
The one garbed all in black
The pale rider, the life taker
I've tried my hardest to keep going
But I've reached the end of my road
And even now as I give in
I know I've still stuck to my moral code
It must seem like I'm simply leaving you
To shuffle off to a better place
Somewhere golden where my friends wait
Through the blue sky above
And through space
But I leave not out of greed
For all the joy awaiting me there
But rather, simply the fact that
So soon shall I cease to draw air
My Princess, the Sun
And my Princess, the Moon
I ask permission, though I know nonetheless
I will be leaving you both by the noon
Three hundred years
Is far too long for a mortal
It's a miracle I've held on
Just know in your hearts
And know in your minds
That I am proud to have weathered these years with you
And somehow stay strong
But you see
I can remember
Three special little fillies
Prancing along
And following in their wake
Every time a new song
I watched them grow up
And I watched them grow old
And I was there when each one
Finally grew quiet and cold
I just can't keep doing it
It's killing me inside
Witnessing the whole world around me
Wash away with the tide
So Princess Celestia
I ask of you this
Allow me to join them
And plummet into the ethereal abyss
You have the power to stop me
You could do it with ease
But Princess, my Princess
I beg of you, please
Let me go...
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Author's Notes: Personally, so long as the writing is handled well, I have no problem with Twilight becoming an alicorn. However, I will say this. The prospect of her outliving the five friends who helped shape her life and teach her the true magic of friendship... that depresses me. That makes me go and grab the bottle.
The Bakers' Assistant
A tribute to Cupcakes and the Clockwork Quartet by Joseph Raszagal
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The Ponyville police
Looked all over town
But they won't find me there
For I'm Canterlot bound
I'm trading the village
For some city smog air
And they'll never catch wise
That I'm there...
My name is Pinkamena
Star baker of Ponyville
I made my tasty treats
Nopony could get their fill
But what they did not know
The secret recipe
What each cupcake truly needed
Just a dash of pony
So I lurked the quiet streets
Each and every night
For ingredients
Silent and out of sight
A rag over a muzzle
A trip back to my lair
The lights dimmed down low
My guest strapped to a chair
But I knew
The law sought me
And one day
They caught me
A trial was held
In the pouring black rain
Now, I'm not the kind,
Who would grovel and pray!
That they deign to show mercy,
To a defense with insanity in play!
So I said with a smile,
In my ever-cheerful way,
That I would escape,
The next day!
And how right that I was
The guard's neck supple and soft
Easily slit
As I held him aloft
Say what you would like
I'm a pony to hold a grudge
My sights set up the mountain
On the home of my judge
Staying to the shadows
I hummed a jaunty tune
My plans coming together
And rising like a balloon
Up they did carry me
So soon I arrived
It was time to sate my hunger
Far too long deprived
Now this judge, I tell you
With eyes weak and old
Would sometimes neglect
To fend off the cold
A back window still open
The perfect size just for me
I squeezed right through
And prepared for a private party
I tossed up
Some streamers
I baked up
A grand cake
The stage fully set
For a celebration nopony could forget
So I sat in his home,
The clock, it tock-ticked!
When suddenly it happened,
The brass door lock clicked!
In he did stride,
And with nowhere to hide!
I pounced and let my sharpened
Butcher's knife slide!
His blood came in rivers,
A sea of red tide!
Oh how I road out,
The orgasmic adrenaline ride!
And not once did I stop,
As he howled and cried!
My Cheshire grin stretching,
Impossibly wide!
With vengence completed
I fled into the night
Covered in fresh blood
Surely quite the sight
My thoughts, they ran wild
A dark future so bright
Dreams of becoming
The entire world's blight
Yes, now Equestria
Is mine
My Own Worst Enemy
A pony stage production as performed by the fine actors and actresses of the Raszagal Troupe
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[Enter Twilight from stage left to stand at center stage, the lights dimmed as she shuffles nervously in place. Two staccato violins plays at a high and breakneck pace, their rhythm accented by the low rumbling of a lone cello.]
The mirror
I can see myself in the mirror
But it's not me
The voice
I can hear myself screaming in my head
But it's not me
I'm not my own worst enemy
[Enter Dark Twilight from stage right to join the original at center stage, her features drained of all color. Taking Twilight's hooves in her own, Dark Twilight stands on her rear legs and begins to lead the two into a blindingly fast pirouetting dance.]
The things she says
I would never say
I'd never give those thoughts
The time of day
And who is she to point hooves,
Anyway?
No matter what she shouts
I'm not a failure
I won't let her distract me
No matter how right she seems
I know I can do this
I won't let her consume me
No, I'm not my own worst enemy
[The two Twilights continue to spin and twirl in time with each other all about the stage, a running piano joining the maddening pace set by the strings.]
I'm smarter than this
These problems are simple to solve
I'm better than this
She can't break my resolve
Wait a second
Did that one come out right?
No matter, that's fine
I still have all night
She starts laughing
But I don't listen
She's just trying to confuse me
My head starts pounding
But I don't pay attention
It's not enough to discourage me
Because I'm not my own worst enemy!
[The two mares part hooves and dace their way to opposite ends of the stage, gracefully spinning on their rear hooves and dipping into a low dive forward to return to each other. Standing on their hind legs, they both take their partner's hooves in their own once more and resume their duet dance.]
Another equation wrong
I hate it when my quill slips
I go to scratch it out
And the whole paper rips
Slamming a hoof in frustration
I tip over my inkpot
The black fluid drips down on the carpet
To form a black blot
Her laughter doubles
Echoing loud in my head
But she won't get the best of me
She might be in my mind
Dominating my thoughts
But I control the rest of me
AND I'M NOT MY OWN WORST ENEMY!
[As the music builds to a sharp screech, the sound of a pane of glass shattering echoes throughout the theater. Dark Twilight twirls the original Twilight one final time before letting go in mid arc and sending the purple mare sprawling to the floor at center stage. Impacting harshly, Twilight touches a hoof to her muzzle and winces in pain, pulling it away to find it bloodied. Six additional Dark Twilights enter from stages left and right.]
I flail a hoof and smash the mirror
The glass cracks and splits seven ways
The mocking then multiples septuple times
A crowd of shrill, giggling brays
I clutch my head and close my eyes
My heart pounds a marathon in my chest
The hyenas' laughter drowns out every thought
Despite all of my efforts best
In between their howls
They all sing aloud
Joining hooves, delivering a prophecy
I curl into a ball
Blood running cold
As they roar my life's destiny
THAT I'M MY OWN WORST ENEMY!
[Bowing her head, Twilight sinks to her haunches and begins weeping quietly as the lights dim to total darkness.]
I can't
I'm not
I won't
[Amid the shadows, the Dark Twilights all form a circle and surround the crying mare. Their voices carry across the theater as one.]
You can
You are
And you will...
[End scene.]
I am Brony
As written by Joseph Raszagal
Because you all make me so goddamn happy
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Everyday starts the same
Kill the mustache
Wash it down the drain
Never could grow one
I'd rather trim and tidy my beard
And then I'm done and on the run
Pick out pants, socks, and shirt
A pastel one I know that'll work
Pinkie's face beamin' out smiles
Stretchin' all across the land for miles
Then it's right outside
Gotta furnace to fuel
Workin' up a sweat
'Neath me a pool
Takin' careful aim with my axe into wood
Squint to make sure my swing is good
Bring it down, one log becomes two
And then I still got twenty more to do
By noon I've finished
Gotta fire to mold
A warm and cozy one
For a happy household
After all of that
I've got some free time
And if I didn't do what's next
It'd be a fucking crime
Just a little break
Before I go see my friends
Watchin' some MLP
Before the night begins
Because I am Brony
Why should I be shy?
My smile is wide
And my spirits are high
High as the upper atmosphere
Where the sun shines bright
And the skies are clear
A land of magic and fun
For us all to explore
So get up, get down
Get those hooves on the floor
Let's shake things up
Like never before
Some say we neigh
But I say we roar!
Because we are Bronies
Fans of these amazing
Technicolor ponies
Everyone who thought it was all a fad
They're all just phonies
They just wanna get mad
But let's not settle
And focus on the hate
This ain't no time
For us all to stagnate
We're better than that
We don't get irate
Our modus operandi
Love and tolerate
And it's just that
That makes me feel great
When we take a step back
And look at each attack
We can tell that the weight
Of each is only second-rate
Sure, there's always time
To berate in a debate
Because others don't agree
With such a simple thing
As what makes us happy
Often I'm cynical
But it's these times I'm not
I won't let the bitterness
Fester and rot
Deep down in my soul
Because I am Brony
Loud and clear
Just as you are Brony
Everypony here!
Some of us are scizophrenic
Living in a world half real
And some of us are bipolar
Never really sure how we feel
Flip-floppity, angry to sad
One minute confusion
And then the next we're glad
And yes, some of us are other things
Much too hard to easily explain
It's like trying to compare
A jumbo jet to a train
One flies and the other rolls
But in the end they both move
And despite our afflictions
We've all got our own groove
We know where we stand
And we know who stands with us
It's just so hard sometimes
Knowing who we can trust
But trust me when I say this
Believe me if you can
You've got your friends
I know you do
The kinda, sorta people
That'll never judge you
What's that,
They don't like the same show?
It's all entertainment,
Don't you know?
And not everyone
Can like the same thing
To some it's tarnished
To us, a diamond ring
But that's okay
A real friend wouldn't care
Aren't we all breathing,
The same damn air?
I thought by now
That we've all learned
Once a true, true friend
Is truly earned
That something as simple
As a little cartoon
Wouldn't be enough
To chase 'em out of the room
Yeah, real ones
Stick with ya through thick and thin
Even if you're ranting
'Bout ponies again!
Willing Monster
A poem inspired by Nightmare Moon
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Heart consumed by jealousy
I watched as I twisted
Into something that wasn't me
I know that I should have cared
But somewhere down deep
A burning hatred flared
And so I slipped
Down a slope too steep
My sister was there
I heard her weep
For as I felt myself fall
All I did was laugh
Because soon this world
Would face my wrath
I embraced the monster
And she embraced me back
Together we'd gone too far
A train barreling off of its track
Guided by a force
A wicked puppet stained black
With ropes too taught
No remaining slack
And as it pulled me
I thought of all that I lacked...
The recognition that I so righteously deserved
The sun would set and my night preserved
An everlasting darkness to creep across the land
And finally everypony would understand
Because while they feared it before
They feared without reason
But to snub my night now
Would be considered high treason
All heads would bow
As I ascended the stairs to my throne
For the reign of nighttime eternal
Daylight overthrown
An abomination, a monster
My dear sister called me
And with a jagged smile of razors
I more than happily agreed
Two Sisters
A brief poem about a family feud and a student's struggles
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There were once two royal sisters
One dark and one light
One ruled the day
And the other the night
But the night became jealous
And wished to rule all
So the stage was then set
For the bright sun to fall
A battle ensued
And the dark sister vanished
For one thousand years
To the moon she was banished
Still, fall the day did
For ten centuries she lamented
Her sister's fall from grace
She felt she could have prevented
But as destiny would have it
The stars aiding in their master's return
And the sun would be powerless
Instead, it would be her pupil's turn
Believe it or not
But the way this story ends
Is the fate of the future
Relying on a shut-in finally making some friends
For on her own, the day's apprentice
Could not stand against the dark sister's might
But when held aloft by her friendship
She would prevent everlasting night
And rejoice, held in the hooves
Of those now near and dear to her heart
Allowing day and night to amend
And a brand new adventure to start
Getting Better
A poem similar to others I already wrote but also inspired by my general happiness gosh-darnnit
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There's too many things
Bouncing around inside my head
Some times I wish the worst
That I was dead
But I know that's not the way
Oh, when I was young
And heard that Roger Waters found the way
To stay artistic
And yet somehow also sane
I knew that I would somehow be alright
Now years have past
I'm largely the same
Not dangerous or self-destructive
But also not sustained
I feel inadequate
I feel somehow unwhole
Like there's a piece missing
The part to fill the void
For a while I bemoaned
Acted the end of the world
But then a cartoon
Before my eyes unfurled
Colorful ponies
Prancing, playing, and having fun
And even defending their home
The whole three-base run!
I watched as they laughed
I watched as they cried
I watched as the pink one
Slathered her face in cream pie
A sight to behold
These six technicolor ponies
Heck, anyone to deny them
Must surely be phonies
I love this show in ways not expressible in the English Language.
Faster
A rap inspired by the bull-headed determination to continue doing better each time you try
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With a tug, I strap my goggles on
Lookin' up at the first rays of dawn
Every day, I start the same way
Faster than anypony's ever gone
A little leap and I'm off the cloud
Gravity fights me, but it ain't allowed
To stop these wings from settin' me free
Freer than anypony should ever be
And I'm off, like a rocket with a rainbow trail
The whole spectrum followin' my tail
Reachin' speeds that nothin' else exceeds
The dare to do better satisfyin' my needs
My only desire, climb higher and higher
Every single flight brings me down to the wire
'Cause even the slightest mistake
And I'm outta control, riskin' a neck break
Not that I haven't broken somethin' before
Wakin' up in the hospital, every bone sore
It just ain't enough to ever make me stop
Puttin' the pedal to the metal with all I got
And that's when it happens, an explosion of light
The signal tellin' me that I got it right
Behind me, colors stretch across the sky
My claim to fame, quite the cool sight
By the time I get home, I'll be restin' easy tonight
Funeral for the Moon
A song inspired by a lonesome punishment shared by two sisters
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This song is a direct sequel to a previous poem of mine, Willing Monster , but for obvious reasons pertaining to the backstory to the show we all know and love, it isn't really necessary to read it.
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Too many tears
Have I cried
Oh, this eternal darkness
I will not abide
Luna
Please understand
I don't want this
You've forced my hand
So be prepared
There's nowhere to run
Here I come
Yes, here comes the Sun
No army will I bring
You will fall
To this song that I sing
Not a battlecry
More a funeral dirge
For from this world
My sister I must purge
I flourished
You suffered
The Moon overshadowed
Eclipsed by my light
Luna, mistake not a word
I don't want this plight
But if a dusk sword you raise
Then I too shall take flight
We will meet in the sky
And there we will fight
The two sides of one coin
Day against night
We were meant to rule together
But if you become this blight
I will have no choice
I'll make right with my might
For while my Sun's rays can heal
Forget not they burn bright
And know that while they may nurture
So too can they smite
No army will I bring
You will fall
To this song that I sing
Not a battlecry
More a funeral dirge
For from this world
My sister I must purge
Luna, dear Luna
Blood of my blood
Twin orb to mine
The blade that I raise
Not a weapon by design
I heft Harmony against you
The act itself a crime
Your sentence is exile
For one thousand years' time