//------------------------------// // Volume 1 // Story: Picardy Third's Poems for Pony-Minded People // by Picardy Third //------------------------------// 1 This... Twilight Sparkle Alone, outcast I find a familiar tune A repeated fate plays again As I walk under cover of the moon To hear them laugh To hear them jeer Like the cries of demons Painfully reminding me what I fear I am the Great and Powerful… Oh, what point remains? I have lost all that I own Do I even hold true my name? I turn my head and glance The horizon dark, shadows high Barely in sight, a village stands Under Luna’s gem of the sky By folly act of children Disaster struck, peril ensued And from Everfree’s forbidden depths emerged A great beast of midnight blue My efforts, though valiant Were but foal’s play Defeated and upstaged by one Magic powerful and bright as day This unicorn, this hero This ray of hope, this Twilight Left me homeless, left me broken Running scared into the night But as my hooves tire As my body aches I know I cannot run any longer I must do what it takes Courage in tow A hastened, furious pace With fervor I return I will tackle this Face to face! I will find her This… Twilight Sparkle She must know What she did tonight I was beaten At my own game And in doing She saved my life So I thank you Twilight Sparkle Because of you Clear now, I see She takes me in Her house, a hollowed tree Too easily, my apology she accepts How is it she can tolerate me? A bed, some food, a friend The latter I’ve had, but not all three From a window I can see the moon And swear to Celestia it smiled at me “For now, you stay here.” She says A tired voice, yet so kind With a smile and soft goodnight She leaves me alone with my mind It’s time to change Forget about the past For this day all too well Could have been my last I have found her This… Twilight Sparkle She has shown me Now I see And so I am Forever grateful I’m a new Reborn Trixie 2 Don't Cry Sleep Lay upon your bed The world's a scary place For a filly so small I'll protect you And I will never leave you Even when I'm gone Don't you fret Your mother loves you So Scootaloo, be strong I know that you are sad, my dear Please don't cry, don't shed a tear I will be here Picture a valley full of life Warm sun, blue sky I'll be waiting under the tallest tree With a lily in my mane So don't cry, my dear My angel My only child I love you Goodbye 3 Remember Remember when we used to run Through the orchard by your home An endless race we never won But we’d never run alone Remember when we used to talk For hours at a time Back when words didn’t mean a lot And were only yours and mine Remember when we used to dream About a life by each others’ side The world was ours, or so it seemed How things change over time Remember when teh sun would set And I would fly away What I wouldn’t give for the chance To fly back to you again Remember when I got the news The smile on my face A uniform of gold and blue A winged bolt upon the flank Remember when you yelled at me And though tough, you almost cried I promised you I’d never leave And knowingly, I lied Remember when we wouldn’t speak It was immature and wrong I didn’t know our little feud Would last so bucking long Remember our last winter wrap-up How the fighting finally ceased And two days into the new month It was time for me to leave Remember when I came back home Pinkie’s party was insane All my friends were gathered there But without you, I was afraid Remember when I walked through town To your farm, I knew the way An unforgiving stone I found Upon its surface was your name Remember when I said goodbye I left an apple by your side I don’t think I could even cry I could only wonder why Remember how I left that night To join the Wonderbolts again Only stopping to see Twilight And talk about our fallen friend Oh, Applejack what have I done? Our young lives had just begun But my dream just wouldn’t wait Long enough for me to say I never wanted to be the one To leave behind all we’d done And all that we had yet to do That’s why I’m writing this to you ‘Cause you’re my best friend, and will always be And although we’re apart You know I’ll never leave 4 Triumphs Six A maple, tall Dormant, standing docile Seeming sleep and Placed unfittingly within Thriving village streets A cold, white winter’s gift Bathed upon Bare branches A skeletal ghost Guarding precious life From prying hands Of element Its hollowed core warms Aged, brittle bones In deep December Sheltered in a Rocking chair Mirrored the tree Her home What power graced Her fluted temple Long forgotten Without reproach Cloaked under velvet Black of night With naught but Precious musings for company This standing beacon Of decades past Clings weakly to the spark Amends to be made In reflection Her triumphs six Now long forgotten The way gone of Finite particles Resting ease on Slippery edge And she the one Whose fall forgiving Carry the ashes Of fallen harmony Cyan Sky Living, breathing, caring Laughing, jubilant A beautiful sight To work for, to be By her side Triumphs six Were it not for Gentile direction From ageless idol These triumphs six Fade into obscurity And the elder Come to pass Alone But these triumphs Being born of Luscious radiance Shone through foggy Hillsides bringing doubt Illuminating eyes Once closed Forever to see Simple reflection Peacefully shuts Tired eyes Triumphs Six Ease her mind To finally bring Sleep eternal