Hollow Nights.

Hollow Nights.

There used to be bright lights before we all went to sleep We used to imagine a future but we were indeed so naïve This used to be our kingdom before the destruction came to be Our castle turned to ruin and now there is glass at our feet

I heard all the legends of those who came before me about a time beautifully alive where the people were proud to be There was sun and gorgeous flowers and smiles always showed through But then the fateful storm came one night and our light turned midnight blue

I cannot imagine a place that was not like this The streets are dark and very cold and it is all I know I keep moving my feet forward passed the rubble and debris This town is tainted from devastated memories and they continue to follow me down every street and alleyway, rendering me smaller and lonelier by the day There will never be a future if this continues to be my home I must escape before its depression takes its toll

I hope to one day find a light that guides me towards a paradise because I simply refuse to believe that this is all that is meant for me I was meant to adventure in beautiful fields and avenues This cannot be all I forever live and know; there must be a path for my lost soul

I will make a wish and send it out into the sky for peace to exist and I will not dare ask for reasons why All that I want is to see the life beyond the tide The gorgeous sights of a brighter life that is not here

Mark my words, I will acquaint it someday

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Blue Serenity: Phase 1 Hollow Nights Under Starry Skies #1

written by Dan Roberts

Blue Serenity: Phase 1 Hollow Nights Under Starry Skies

Blue Serenity: Phase 0 Pure Life Conditioned Into Darkness

i. trapped. ii. pure life, interrupted. iii. the elders. iv. forbidden beauty. v. butane games. vi. cast away. vii. detention. viii. breaking out.

Pure Life, Interrupted.

Idle minds dreaming of highs found in times of past, longing for sunshine underneath future’s bright breath Effervescent wishes not yet born into light with insistent desperation calling into the night Broken children craving lands they have not seen, residing in the sewers of lost hopeful dreams Incessant demands of what life should mean, as functionality becomes frozen from harmful misdeeds of those who claim ownership of their souls

They sit still in waiting for a timely escape from the hell they know too well haunting them every day

They sit still, patiently hoping to one day be met with the visual of what life looks like outside the blackened windows that keep them where they are

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Blue Serenity: Phase 0 Pure Life; Conditioned Into Darkness #2

written by Dan Roberts

Forbidden Beauty.

What is beauty is what they have forbidden It is what they admire within us and all they have ever aimed to destroy

We were outlined a path to colour in and had no choice but to betray our fingertips in order to portray what would be rewarded We became the evil we swore we would never be after following the instructions subjected to us We were at an early age taught the act of conformity that eventually erased our true beauty

But what is beauty is what is natural It was what we possessed all along but lost at the hands of those disrupting the joy of a life lived pure and true

What is beauty is the rough edges of a life lived natural, true, ugly and unclean All the things we were forbidden to be

What is beauty is all we lost early on and it meets us at our point of suffering that continues to exist actively

We are all broken reflections of beauty, stolen

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Blue Serenity: Phase 0 Pure Life; Conditioned Into Darkness #4

written by Dan Roberts

Blue Serenity

a poetry project written by Dan Roberts.