• Published 20th Oct 2014
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Words of Forgiveness; Poem of Memories - Pandy Annie



A mare learns many lessons through her days in a town she didn't want to go to in the first place.

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Friendship and Bonds

Author's Note:

Enjoy! Feel free to make your criticism if you want, and I will happily take it.

Friendship has a powerful bond,
As powerful as a magical wand.
True friends would stick together,
And their friendship will last forever.
Friendship is like the Canterlot gates;
It is strong and tough and big and great.
You can meet friends at parties and trains,
And you will each give lessons that both must gain.
Maybe one day you'll make a great friend,
And your friendship will last to the very end.
Now this is friendship and I hope you learn
On this venture, with friends, you will surely return.


There once was a pony who moved to a town
But looked not at the friends that lived all around.
She would pass them all with a quick, senseless haste
But ended up being stop by a pony moving at her pace.
Her pink, fluffy mane bounced happily with glee,
Saying, "This pony, I know, will be friends with me!"
She would pester and shout until she would say
Her name and display her friendship that day.
Despite her hopes and dreams to flow with ease,
She only received words that would much tease.
The unicorn would say, "Yeah, sure, I'll be your friend."
But the mare knew they were just words of pretend.
The earth pony wish for her to show and not tell
Her ideals as they would carry no magical spell.

Going towards another challenge at hand,
She stepped forward to get bothered again.
The mare saw a mare use her hooves to break
The apples from trees and caused the earth to shake.
The unicorn would compliment at her subtle composure
And watch the earth pony become flush all over.
In the end, the unicorn experienced a lecture
By the pony that wanted to make her think better.
Her blonde mane flowed effortlessly in the sky
As she began to muster some words before saying good bye.
"Glitter and colors can only make things so pretty,
But the effort behind it is what makes it a beauty."
Understanding the mare and the words she wanted to say,
The unicorn thought of the pony she met earlier that day.

Moving on, that day, the purple pony, with dismay,
Explored a train wreck that left many turning grey.
Soaring high in the sky, and never touching the ground,
A rainbow would continue to spin round and round.
Wrecking into the mare, she cursed at her misses
Apologizing and stating her follow up wishes.
"The Wonder Bolts," she screamed maybe once or twice,
Or was it three times? I don't know too much to entice.
The licentious apprentice had powerful acceptance
Of her audacious commences of pretentious fluorescence.
The pegasus did wish to hang around and chat,
But she jetted into the distance in 10 seconds flat.
The other mare left bewildered at her sight
Of a train wreck that ended with a little delight.

Running around the town with her companion trying to follow,
Attempting not to laugh and wheeze at her crazy looking afro.
She ran to the building where all the events took place;
The mare met another unicorn that understood beauty and grace,
But to her distaste, upon seeing her, the unicorn turned yellow.
As quick as she was to avert her eyes from an unruly sight,
She stood up proudly committed to turn this fashion into a fight.
With a little hesitation, the unicorn took her to a house
Where she changed her and fixed her; her opinion unannounced,
For they didn't matter as long as her fashion made things right.
Her ideals quickly took over, she put the mare in stress once again
As she wore two outfits, then three outfits, that later turned to ten.
While her back was turned, the mare ran away with tremendous speed
That she was able to past the fastest pony and continue to exceed,
But no matter how fast she ran, the mare knew they would meet again.

Just passing by, only wanting to make her way home,
The mare heard a mysterious voice beginning to roam.
She followed her ears and came to a conclusion
The voice she heard came from a shy and sheepish person.
However, when she was alone, this pegasus could sing;
All of the notes she hit leaving such a pleasant ring.
Astonished by this, she slowly revealed herself
Causing this sheepish mare to let out a yelp.
Past that point, she would not let out a breath
Fearing her words will cause her uncertain death.
The pegasus kicked and advert her natural gaze
(Probably wishing the mare would leave in a haze),
But as soon as she saw the mare's companion, she stayed awhile
Following them home as the mare's stress continues to pile.
Despite what she came for, Twilight was starting to see
The reason she was sent here. Could it... maybe...

Looking back on all of the ponies she met, she started to notice
The signs and clues that seemed to be so blatantly obvious.
Memories poured out of her mind and desired to be heard
By the mare that truly had many lessons she has learned.
With these lessons fresh in her mind,
She wrote a letter to the great divine.
Strokes passing across the paper, names began to form,
Each one hitting her hard like a giant tsunami storm.
Finishing up the letter, as she also finished up the day,
She forgot there was something else she wanted to say.
"This place was crazy, and I really wanted it to end...
But now... I believe that I want to come back again."

"Thank you, so much, for allowing me to mend these bonds,
For now I will wait happily for you, Princess, to respond."
At the close of a book, and a blow of her breath,
The candle blew out, while everything went deaf.
Twilight slept soundlessly, dreaming about tomorrow
Think of the crazy adventure that were sure to follow.
With that, the purple pony made friends in the end
Changing her mind from hell, to you, and back again.

Comments ( 4 )

Good job, Annie, on the poem. It is really nice and full of various poetic styles. I am sure Zecora would very much approve of your work.:pinkiehappy:

Also, you took care of the errors in your poem that I pointed out, and changed a couple things. Of course, I am not all that good of a poem writer, so I am not sure it is actually good or not; however, to me, it was really nice.

Also, I noticed from your game, you were attempting to be me, which was after our talk and your talk to get me back to FimFic. I am grateful for that, but try not to confuse my friends because then it throws me in a loop of being untrustworthy. I know you only meant good intentions though, but be careful next time you try that because they don't always turn out to be good.:pinkiesmile:

From hell, to you, and back again,
Soto Konoha, U.S. Navy Hospital Corpsman

Really nice poem! I give it 5 mustaches out of 5 :moustache: :moustache: :moustache: :moustache: :moustache:

That was... actually kind of neat.

But, like, you are obviously trying to be Soto.

5174771 yup and I'm sorry like really really sorry for being someone I'm not. Like really sorry. And sorry for the late reply my school and dad are like... Well... They are school and dad! And so yeah. Sorry for deceiving you and making you think I was someone else.:fluttercry:

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