The Rhyming Game

[Lord Valtasar 12,685]

Today i kinda feel like crap
But do not worry i won't snap
A rhyme my soul will soothe
even when it's not so smooth

But enough with this pre-story hold
Let it be known a tall tale will unfold.
From the days of old it was foretold
That stars in a night dark and cold

Would aid the moon in her escape
The ponies all in terror stare agape
As night eternal started taking shape
Forever changing the landscape

But don't despair, for not all hope is lost
A mare was there prepared to pay the cost
So she can be the element's new host
And melt from nightmare's heart the frost

But to achieve this she will need the spark
It won't be just like a walking in the park
Some lessons better learned when times are tragic
She realised just then that Frindship can be Magic

And thus the tale of Nightmare ends
As Twilight Sparkle and her friends
Broke the Spell that Luna's soul torments
who now for the grief she caused laments

[Feather Spiral 1,892]

Your rhymes are something this pegasus commends!

While common, to the point of ubiquity,
Tales of friends saving the world in equity
Are extremely inspiring stories indeed;
Something many modern citizens need.

Nowadays, it's trendy to just live alone;
Working yourself all day to the bone,
Only to work more once you're home,
Until your mouth is frothing with foam.

We should accept your social needs,
Which our nature inherently breeds;
Your family, and friendships you build,
Exist to help; they would be thrilled!

I want to write more, but it's late; my energy runs low.
Let me call this a day, and rest until I regain my glow.

[Lord Valtasar 12,685]

the pink one many parties likes to throw
the orange one will just raise an eyebrow
the yellow one helps animals to grow
the purple one casts 10 spells in a row
the Ivory one tends to her mane's flow
the blue you can call anything but slow
but all of them together friendship glow
and thus deliver against evil the final blow

not really related to the post, but you will find
you have to write a rhyme that's in your mind
or it will bug you all day and make you blind
running the risk of saying something unkind

[Feather Spiral 1,892]

Thinking up good rhymes can be a grind;
But when artblock puts me in a bind
And I have pent-up stress to unwind,
Poetry can be medicine, I find.

Inspiration can be quite the struggle;
Sometimes, I just wait for it to bubble.
Though the words are difficult to juggle,
When I succeed, it makes the fun double!

By being creative, I no longer see red
Or feel too blue to enjoy life; instead,
I will happily munch on gingerbread
Until it's time for me to go to bed.

[Lord Valtasar 12,685]

I totally relate to that, well said
I ended up nodding my head
On every sentence that i read
as if my own thoughts you spread

i'll keep it small today, i'm kinda sleepy

[Feather Spiral 1,892]

I found it a little creepy;

Coming back after half a year,
To see this topic deserted.
Like a ghost town, people steer clear.
Is poetry truly purported
To be a monster they all fear?
My soul cries, such sad sight hurt it.

Alliteration feels nice though.

[Brony Number 42 9,897]

It's not quite a rhyme, but even so.

Today at work was quite a thrill.

We gone and tripped echo mill.

Got done just after five

Ready for night shift to arrive.

What will tomorrow bring?

[Lord Valtasar 12,685]

tomorrow is a mystery wou'll hear them sing

but more often than not it's not the case
day after day they all kinda look the same
monotonous in a slow pace
even when nothing is to blame
seeing the same things in the same place
is getting boring quickly and it's lame
it is not that bad loop to face
and still i'd love to break free of this frame
i just want something new to chase

sorry for venting, and don't worry, i'm okay

[Feather Spiral 1,892]

I assume you miss youth, times of play?

Every morning meant fresh adventure
When you were a curious, eager child;
Each new face smiled, seeking overture.
What worried adults, to us seemed mild.

Growing up, our priorities switched;
Repetition makes up modern lives.
See all the fun, excitement we ditched;
For monotony the adult strives.

I think we should make our best efforts
To bring back those happy learning times.
The future is ours, this dull life hurts,
Keeping it would be the worst of crimes.

Following a meter, such hurdle...