I'm Hoping, Dreaming, just Not Believing
A poem by GhostWriter17
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I'm hoping for a day to come.
A day of eternal peace.
A day where water is calm.
A day of solace, release.
Days and nights all must end.
Eventually, peace, there must be.
Waiting with and for a friend.
Burning out, soon shall be
That day.
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I.
I can hope and pray to the stars.
I could at any time fly.
I could soar into the night's arms.
I am free from a cold prison.
I set myself there once, long ago.
I had partially caused the schism.
But I must now learn to let the past go.
I hope for Mother.
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I'm dreaming for the Time.
The Time power may be passed on.
He once failed, bearded and wise.
How I miss his frail smile, he's now gone.
But someone must carry the destiny of both.
Sun and moon must conjoin.
We must move on, but not without pain.
Sacrifices must be made if she is to give us peace in
Our Twilight.
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I.
I dream of a mare.
She sends me into eternal serenity.
Beautiful, the cosmos awaits me, kind and fair.
Sister worries, however, of her students' sanity.
My darkness has gone, what does it mean?
Is there such a thing as being truly eternal?
My existence is not at all what it seemed.
I dream of an Inferno.
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I'm just not Believing anymore.
Give me what I long for, O Sun!
My reverie must be at hand, at the door.
I look into all our futures, but they are clouded, all but one.
We shall be fine.
So why does it not feel so?
My skin crawls with each passing night.
I feel a presence, once gone, I feel
Mother again.
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I!
I can now Believe; for she is here!
Mother is here, O glorious day!
Embracing Sister and I, she sheds a tear.
I know now all will be okay.
Together, we three ride into the cosmos.
We right our wrongs, and Sister is relieved.
The world is safe from calamity.
With power of both Order and Discord, we succeed.
We banish all darkness!
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Once again, we are safe.
Safe from evil.
Safe from sacrifice.
My student is spared the pain, so cruel.
Thank Mother, I feared the worst.
Now we can move on from it all!
I feel alive, fresh, new!
My Kingdom is safe,
My beautiful Equestria!
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Hail the Sun!
Praise the Moon!
Forever we sing!
Forever we swoon!
For our world!
For Equestria!
Peace, Everlasting!
Breathtaking poem my friend. A peace that I wish one day would wash over our home, this home where I live in.
Such is the natural order of things. To build up something beautiful and entrust its meaning to the future, hoping that it remains true to its beauty.
I enjoyed this one quite a bit.
2610006>>2611027 Thanks to both of your comments muchly! I feel my writing has improved dramatically, even from a poetic standpoint, as I write better in the afternoon and when I'm calm. Fun fact: I wrote this in school while everyone else around me took final exams! I didn't have to take them!
2611059 The inspirations for poems arrive at the strangest times, and quite often, during a moment which is very contrasting to what the poem is actually about. (At least in my experience when writing them)