Sentimentality: The Poems of Equestria

by GhostWriter17

The Loudest Noise

The Loudest Noise

A poem by GhostWriter17

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When Fight or Flight is your only option, which will you choose?
When Elements are divided, what are the options one has?
Whose side do you take when the lines have been drawn?

Internal struggles, those among friends...
Those struggles are some of life's worst.
Friendship can be horribly cruel.

Disharmony has clouded their judgement.
They quarrel amongst each other.
Can their shattered dreams be mended?

First is the party pony, secluded in inability to cope.
Her fun has gone away, and her bounce has no more life.
Silent, she sobs all through the night.

Next, trying to help Pinkie, is the athlete.
Her anger knows no bounds. She flies in hatred, consumed by rage.
Training is replaced by outer frustration. A Rainbow of darkness flies overhead.

Thirdly is Rarity. Her Boutique is closed, her sister is pained.
Clear thoughts are clouded by the bottle, inspiration does not come.
Drained by drunkenness, her energy and passion has died.

Then, Fluttershy. Her meekness has turned into nervousness.
She spends each day quaking in fear, afraid of the wrath of the world.
She feels her only friends are the creatures she keeps safe.

The farmer, stubborn, no longer benign, suffers quietly.
She bottles up her feelings, never opening up to others.
She works herself to death, relentless and unforgiving.

Finally. The student. Her instability is her own demon.
Her nights are filled with studying on how to fix friendships.
The assistant and her do all they can to repair what's been lost.

How I pity them so. How I've tried to help.
Alas, my best efforts have all been for naught.
The God of Disharmony can only do so much to fix his mistake.

I cannot undo the mistake Discord has made.
This mistake, that I made.
My reformation may be complete, but my presence has caused pain.

When I try to do good, I only do bad.
Is it my fault, or is it something not under my control?
Celestia, I am so sorry.

There is only one option.
It must be done.
But, it shall cost me everything.

They say the Silent Martyr makes the Loudest Noise.
One life, given for the sake of others, can change destiny.
I shall be the Martyr. I shall make the noise.

We, The Elements, three Princesses, and I, all gather.
To the Crystal Heart we travel, my decision made up.
The Elements reluctantly come, but do not speak.

With all of the worlds' power, we gather our strength.
I am ready for what is to happen, what I must face.
Fun and games no longer apply, at the fringes of life.

With power so great, I fly in the air.
Energy insurmountable rushes toward me.
My last act shall be my finest.

All my life, I've been an actor on a grand stage.
I've once done bad, all for a laugh or six.
Now, goodness floods my soul, and I find reverie.

One last curtain-call, one last hurrah.
My last performance, I give my all.
For my former enemies, now my friends, I face oblivion.

Discord is no more.
Friendship is restored.
And I am at peace. The world is at peace.

Comments

[SilentBelle]

The self-sacrifice of Discord. I've always thought it to be something he'd do if the situation was right. It's a decent poem, but I think it might be a little on the clunky side.

[GhostWriter17]

2635339 Clunky how, may I ask? In length? Structure? Premise?

This comment has led me to wonder... Would this concept, the mere existence of Discord being around the mane six and simply wreaking havoc on their lives, their friendships, an unstoppable thing, be better as an actual fic? I actually think it would, to be honest. Maybe, in a sense, the failing, however major or minor, depending on your viewpoint of this poem, of this poem could pave the way to a slightly more successful fiction with a similar premise?

I agree that it's decent, but your decent is probably my horrendous.
I'm kinda ashamed of this one, to be honest. The idea is there, but I think the execution failed a bit. Ugh. I was just desperate to put something else out. I don't know. Maybe it was a bad idea to post this one. Thoughts?

[SilentBelle]

2635539 Well, I think it just doesn't flow very well, it''s hard to explain other than when reading it, I feel like the sentences should flow together better. And the word choice just doesn't feel like Discord. It should have more of a mocking tone... like a bitter laughter, where he's laughing at the irony of the situation.

Being a spirit of chaos and yet being given a two simple choices. That's the beauty of the idea. I had a similar idea in my own fic which is why I love the premise behind this one. Still, it was definitely worthwhile to post it. It makes you think, and it provides a lovely idea for a story.

[GhostWriter17]

2636083 Once again, my thoughts exactly. Although I believe Discord would lose his "heart" if his only true friends in his thousands-of-years existence were suffering because of him, and even though he tries to be good, he was created, (at least in my headcanon, maybe not so in the show) for simply being disorder and chaos. So his only solution is to sacrifice himself. But that's just me.

Thanks again for all and any feedback you've taken the time to give a nobody such as I. I promise, even though I've been meaning to, to read your works and do the same. We've all got our pitfalls, our misses. It's from those we learn to do better, and to improve.

[Coco-loco]

Sweeet! Totally see this happening