A Wish from the Stars

(Please, don´t take this too seriously. This is just me trying to imitate the Bard and failing miserably...)

Pray thee, beacons of bright

Solely confidents of my soliloquy

Safe be away from perky ears of a certain sister of mine

fiery regent of beaming skies

lend us thy scarcest time

to share thine fair amount of secrecy.

Gaze ye bright upon the lands below

boisterous land of Equ´strian lords

wherist subjects of ponydom

lay hidden beneath pastries held roofs.

No longer theirs hoofs craving fer the apple´s growth

no longer blows of a-flutter leading clouds

nor shone revolution through weld alicorns.

Pray thee, harbingers of glow

we demand an answer to suffice

explain us thine subjects disobedience

hiding thine plots gates shut close.

Dost them ignore that no affright is needed;

that not a time is fer dreams of unease;

that no harm shall pray upon them

safe under thine dutiful watch?

Dost them still guard cautious against woods forev´rmore released?

Dost them mount guard against  hydras, wolves o´timber and encased draconequus?

Have not thine sister both prove no danger shall overcome?

Ungrateful subjects, thus are!

You choose to diss thine princess of night time?

So have at you, a plague on your houses three!

Pray thee, silently watchers

a request you wishest to comply?

Then for all manner, we bid you to reply

and if thine is of nature both generous and sincere

we may ask for you to proceed.

We see what you meant, heralds of dreams,

ask four our heart' deepest desire

that shall be granted have our eternal soul be resigned.

Harsh words you speak, in the language of silence,

but truth thy nature are, our heart for long has ache

ignored by subjects that treason speak

and a sibling that suffering ignores.

Look upon the lands once more, dancers in the clouds

beyond the realms of jester blossoms and roaming manticores

into the lonely forgotten halls of a temple of sisterhood.

There stood in the altar, left to embrace cobwebs

once wielded as flagships of harmony

now dull rocks in the bright of pale silvered

Loyalty betrayed, kindness unrewarded

Honesty deformed, Generosity ignored

and Laughter silenced;

the final element forever unknown.

We had took a decision, whispers of truth

since loyal duty and a moon stood proudly above have been ignored

we no longer shall be in ours subjects service

so have them choose a path, dost we have too

that no longer shall them receive the gift of the sun

for eternal night shall last forever more

no longer shall known as Princess Luna

for ours mane is clouds of nebula and our wings of onyx´ shone

thus shall be call forth Nightmare Moon!!!