Nightmare
Dreams can lie
I know this true
For all this time,
I’ve been dreaming of you
The little colony sprouting up on my plate
I mean no harm, but I took the bait
All these dreams come and haunt me
Granting me a vision, very, dauntly
These murders are connected, you see?
When I look at them, they point towards me
I am not responsible of everything that’s happening
But all of this is quite truly maddening
I’m having trouble trying to solve this mystery
The more I look at them, I feel misery
This darkness I see is within us all
Much like these cold dungeon walls
The chills come around and trap, certainly
But you feel the clock count down from infinity
These aren’t comforting dreams of bliss
There’s got to be something that I have missed
Just like a whisper, there’s something unheard
In the morning, I hear a tweet from a little bird
These small details haunt me to the core
Even I, myself am puzzled by this lore
These dreams are riddles, swallowed beneath time
The dream of you perhaps, is the sign
Do you carry a scythe and watch from the shadows?
Does malice, dread, and trepidation come to and fro?
Beneath the hood, all I see is you
A shell of a pony that I once knew
An unnamed Nightmare:
Talks about the mysteries but then is both unable to solve them and seems to meet the Pale Pony of Death at the end. The versifying and rhyming are rough enough, too, that I'd recommend going full blank verse on this instead of the half-and-half it is now.
Alas, however, that I find no answers here!
Mike
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This. The problem with this poetic style is that, unfortunately, it calls for at least some sense of meter, which this piece unfortunately lacks.
Also, not even a guess as to who killed Peridot?
Actual rhyming poetry? I’m shocked!
Unfortunately, it didn’t really impress me – rhyming isn’t enough on its own, the poem needs to flow, and this just didn’t taste beautiful on my tongue.
However, the larger problem is that it doesn’t actually solve any of the mysteries.