My Little Pony: Poetry Is Magic
Chapter 2: 2. Applejack- The Path's We Take
Previous Chapter Next ChapterHere is poem two which takes place during The Cutie Mark Chronicles during AJ's time in Manehattan while she thinks of home.
I don't own MLP but I do own the poetry.
Applejack.- The Path's We Take.
~ The path's we take or the roads we walk., None will know where they stop.
Will we create or shall we destroy?., Will we spread fear or maybe joy?
Our fate's hand guides us from the start., Our destiny's words comfort us when we're alone in the dark.
We can travel the world., Make a difference to other's or make it our own.
Yet our love and joy will always be waiting back at home.
Be it we leave our purpose behind., Or stay for a life we've grown to think is sublime.
We shall never forget the path's we take., Or the love and sadness of life and fate. ~
I'm going to post one more so...R&R.
3. Pinkie Pie- The Other Side of Me
Here is the last poem for the day I hope you enjoy it.
This one takes place During Party Of None with Pinkies Thoughts enough said.
I own the Poetry But Not MLP.
Pinkie Pie.- The Other Side of Me.
" I look at my reflection and what do I see?
Myself darkly looking back at me.
I will laugh.
She will cry.
I know this part of me will never die.
I pray that I will share good times with my friends our bond so deep.
Instead of losing my mind which I pray I keep.
My Joy inside I wish will always shine.
I only hope one day I do not fall past that thin white line. ".
Well that is it for tonight I will post more tomorrow most likely so R&R and have a great night.
4. Sunset Shimmer- Misery
Sunset Shimmer - Misery.
I once upon a time made all the calls., my presence at a time graced the halls.
I felt on top people waited on me beck and call., I never thought I would ever fall.
But the world is cold and full of fright., I find myself now alone this chill night.
Friends' I once knew have all but faded away., I feel myself slipping day by day.
I know now poupularity can not buy my love., This realization hitting me hard like a shove.
I find myself awake now the feeling is sublime., but I feel sad to have wasted so much time.
Like sand escaping through my fingers'., this misery I've created will always linger.
A/N: Just a new poem sorry for slow post just been working hard on my main Fic Something Cheesy This Way Comes., I own the poem but not Hasbro or MLP characters.
Takes place during EG or course.