The Alder TreesThe alder trees today told me a story;More Like This
Contorted forms beseeched I lend an ear.
They claimed they were once men, and I believed it.
They warned me that their end was drawing near.
Long years ago, 'fore my time, they would see fit
To tackle life with vigour and with gall;
But time can take the lustre 'way from glory,
And loss becomes a pain you wish to dull.
So now they stand, their bark is thick and hoary,
And wind in branches cries for all to hear:
The sorrow that we face? They know not of it.
Their minds are long too frail to know fear.
To me it seemed they'd gained nothing at all:
To staunch their blood, resigned their leaves to fall.
Impact Theory"What do you want to be when you grow up?"More Like This
It's a question Welknan schoolteachers ask their students every year, from the day the children enter school to the day the young adults leave. Answers are carefully catalogued and presented to the students at their graduation ceremony in a beautifully decorated scrapbook made by the teacher of each student, added to each year, growing with the child.
It's arguably a silly tradition, and perhaps even morbid to remind the adults of failed childhood dreams, but it's meant to inspire and the children love it, and it's something to do anyway.
Some kids stick to plain, safe answers- tailor, construction, banker, teacher, doctor. Others get imaginative- artist, musician, architect. Others still are painfully practical- shop assistant, office worker. Once in a while, a few are philosophical- "me" and "good" are common.
Rosalin is invariably of the plain variety, not because she isn't imaginative, practical, or philosophical (she is, at times), but be
Letters From "Derpy" 1-51st LetterMore Like This
To Whoever Finds This Letter,
I can't take it anymore. I was once like any other pony. I had friends, I liked my job and I had self respect. But that all changed the day Twilight Sparkle came to town. At her welcome party I was joking around and made a stupid face, just as someone took a picture.
Just one stupid face. I didn't even realize it until after the whole "forever night" thing. Then the picture was spread all over the place and people laughed about it. I laughed too at first. I figured it would all go away. But then somepony put it on 4chan and everyone started calling me "Derpy." I still tried to ignore it, but soon everyone was doing it.
Before, some ponies would remember my name and say hi and others wouldn't pay attention. That's normal for a mailpony. But now no matter where I go everyone's saying, "Hiya Derpy!" in a stupid voice, or I even hear foals laughing, "Look mommy, it's that silly Derpy!"
Then the mean pictures started. My boyfriend du
I AmMore Like This
Can you find love in a damaged heart?
Can you feel life within broken dreams?
Where were the angels that I cried for?
Hidden in the mists.
There is a murky fog of memories
We cannot stop what has begun
For what is done forever will be done.
The angels came
Not quite too late
My saving grace
The angels came.
But only after I was saved.
I could not be what was desired
I could only be what I am.
What am I?
Will no one let me know?
But I know.
I am Beauty.
Dear Mom-Dear Mom-More Like This
Thank you for understanding.
You knew exactly what I meant when I told you that I wasn't your daughter anymore.
You didn't bother with thinking that I hated you,
Or with asking me the nitty, gritty details of what I meant.
Thank you for the birthday card later that year that said-
"To the best son a mother could have- dirt included".
I've never told you how brilliantly happy that made me.
I should tell you.
I'm still not sure how; I want to say all these things to you,
Tell you how proud I am of your changes,
And thank you for being so proud of mine.
I still smile when I think of the excited phone call I got,
The one where you saw my photos from the drag show-
And wanted to congratulate me on growing a beard because you'd though-
And were so happy to think -
That I'd started hormones.
It makes me smile that you laughed it off when I said I hadn't,
Reminding me that when I do, I should remember to shave before visiting Grandma
And to still give you grandbabies.
I'm glad that y
Jacob Marley"The richest man in the graveyard," they jeeredMore Like This
Taunting me with a painful untruth, you see
I ranked only seventh in that field, just among the men
Truly, truly, my lowest point, all those years ago
But now take a look at what I've made of myself!
I just, I -
Yes, of course, I won't keep you
I have a four o'clock myself
I just wanted to ask -
Before, you know,
When the people would say,
"You can't take it with you "
Yes, those people
You know what I'm talking about
But do you ever find yourself wondering,
Wishing, maybe, now and then
That they had been right?
Maybe in the Next Life...Ten years ago I gave my heart to someone. He didn't appreciate it and he finally gave it back. I couldn't bring myself to wipe his fingerprints off of it though.More Like This
It's true when someone says "Love isn't always enough". I never wanted to believe it, because nothing is stronger than love...nothing. That's still true, now I just realize that strength isn't always as important as stamina.
Love is the greatest gift you could ever give someone...though sometimes people only want presents on special occasions; not every day of their lives.
I have always believed that this life isn't it. We live many lives in many forms. That's what I believe. When we said good-bye I told him "Maybe we'll get it right in the next life." Now that I can't speak to him again I wonder.......what does he believe, and will I ever have another chance to get it right with him?
The tears are trapped within my eyes, constantly blurring my vision and threatening to spill over onto my skin. I find I don't want to cry, but
Eternal Flames of Another KindUnrequited loveMore Like This
The purest love of all
Given freely without request or requirement
A pain that lives eternally within those hearts and souls.
The spirit of unrequited love
She stands alone among the flames
Surrounded by fires of love and devotion
Encompassed and never consumed
Her hands are bound by chains
She raises to the heavens
An effigy of unrequited love and unrequited pain
An eternal soul burning in an eternal gift of misery and bliss...
And those that seek to gain their love of unrequitedness
In mortal standings and mortal worlds
May call upon her for which they seek
To be delivered in this life
For the trade of eternal burning
In her fires.
A girl with such love in her heart
Sweet kisses have entranced her lips
Tender embraces have held her warmth
She knows a touch of wonder fulfilled
By gentle fingers that dance along silken skin
Fires of another kind entirely
Yet such kisses are not always stories of true love told
Such embraces can be cold and gentle fingers can
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