Poem (Twilight) · 8:43am Jan 19th, 2013
Inside
This place is a fortress, a stronghold more impregnable than any made of mortar and stone could ever be.
Within it is held, all things. All that is, all that was, all that ever could be. But, there is more. It holds also all that which does not or cannot exist; all the terrible and horrifying, all the beautiful and calm, and all things in between.
At its core lies the essence, around which the fortress was founded; built piece by piece with logic and planning. Padded and protected, encased in all things, the essence does lie in the fortress it made.
Now something has happened! The essence is changing. Something broke through the fortress to change it. This thing does not care about walls made by logic or protection and padding made of things that can be defined. This thing is undefinable, like the essence itself, and it grows stronger as it closes in.
When it reaches the essence the walls tumble down, the fortress collapses, and ‘all things’ come unwound. The essence is free, in a sea of all things, to dance with the one thing it cannot define.
The thing is called friendship; and it is the cause of the radical change in the view in this place: inside the mind of the lavender mare.
Bravo. I say bravo
781743
Did you read both? That is, this one about twilight, as well as the other about RD.
I knew it! The other was RD and this is Twi!
790796
You are correct, it was supposed to be a little subtle. Do you like my style? By the way, I have some much more subtle ones that I could post if you like.
790804
I'm not very fond of poetry, but this catches my eye!
790835
Ok, that is fine. I have just posted more. There is meaning in them, but the connection to ponies is harder to find, however they are still good without finding it.