What You Are/Pony Poem(s?)

[Filly Pinkie Pie 208]

~This is my poem about what MLP is, and what it makes me feel. Do not expect it to rhyme, because it is the first poem I have written in my life. Enjoy, I hope! And also, it might seem a little more like a song because So Many Wonders is stuck in my head...~

 

Make me think so many things

And dream so many pony dreams

Talents seem to represent,

I'm sure everything is life.

 

Though time is ending

Life ever-pending

Clock is ticking

It can't be.

 

What do I dream

When these ponies

Are everything I dream to be

I guard this poem with my heart

 

Don't let me fall apart

I'm sure everything is worth it,

You all are many pony friends,

Even if my life ends.

 

~So, do you like it? Maybe I'll write more poems! Maybe on this thread! ...Enough Pinkie personality for me, grr.~

[VladmireV.S.(Crank) 1,096]

i have one about me that my friend SpiralFeather made for me, will that work??? it's about my OC Crank Shift.

[Filly Pinkie Pie 208]

i have one about me that my friend SpiralFeather made for me, will that work??? it's about my OC Crank Shift.

 

Sure!

GUESS WHAT???

Every day, I'll post another poem!

*Fluttershy Woo Hoo*

[VladmireV.S.(Crank) 1,096]

Here it is then:

 

 

The Deutch Texan

 

His guitar, under the gentle fingers, sings

 

As he clumsily plucks at the heart strings.

 

His life shifts from the ghetto to night clubs

 

As, on the turntable, he cranks up the wubs.

 

Deutsch Texan with an emerald-masked girl,

 

He will make us all smile until Armageddon;

 

Hey br0n3 DJ, keep making the vinyl whirl

 

So that, with your music, the place gets laden.

 

Out in the street, he runs and jumps over walls;

 

He is indeed an energetic ninja full of fluff,

 

When not DJing extasy through crowded halls.

 

He has a heart so kind while staying tough.

 

Even in the face of bullying, he will not back up;

 

They probably expect him to go away in disgrace,

 

But when they knock him down, he just gets up

 

To be the bigger man - brohoof them in the face!

 

He can assert himself, not sit down and brood,

 

Able to strike back rather than growl then yelp.

 

But don't swat the Mesquito, he won't suck blood;

 

He'll hold his promises to you, do his best to help.

 

His guitar, under the gentle fingers, sings

 

As he clumsily plucks at the heart strings.

 

His life shifts from the ghetto to night clubs

 

As, on the turntable, he cranks up the wubs.

 

He likes musical rewards for supporting you,

 

Metal and wubs - he prefers liquid like mercury.

 

He has been practicing lines and colors, too,

 

Along with several hours serving the community.

 

If you have a computer problem, just chill,

 

He knows his mother boards and chips well.

 

And when he takes his hammer and anvil,

 

You know your sword will be strong and swell.

 

The artistic soul inhabiting him is proven trusty,

 

His chances of falling down are less than slim.

 

His taste in art is dark, and one may say rusty;

 

He likes nice stories, but prefers them grim.

 

Deutsch Texan with an emerald-masked girl,

 

He will make us all smile until Armageddon;

 

Hey br0n3 DJ, keep making the vinyl whirl

 

So that, with your music, the place gets laden.

[Filly Pinkie Pie 208]

~It's tomorrow! Another poem! Yay! This is called Super.~

 

These ponies are like living tricks

Super, great, and many picks

For choosing life is what you see,

What do you go through to be me?

 

Pegasi fly through the sky,

Making weather, making clouds

Some bring home the southern birds,

Some clear the hopeless skies.

 

Earth ponies stay on the ground,

Where they're supposed to be

If they jump high as the sky,

Then they're all Pinkie Pie.

 

Unicorns have magic,

Some can cast spells to fly

Their horns glow, too

Just like the summer sun.

 

Super, these are super ponies

Super, this is a poem you read

Super... Super, super...

Ponies.

 

~In advance, tomorrow's poem is called Equestria Winter. Enjoying my poems?~

 

~Well, it's tomorrow! Here comes Equestria Winter.~

 

When winter winter comes

In very many places,

Equestria is due

To clear before spring.

 

More is life

And life is sure

These ponies bring the winter,

Winter in Equestria.

 

~My mind is filled because I just ate breakfast. Like this?~