Predetermined prostitution
Selling out to make it big
Gendered, soulless horrification
Getting greedy to feed the pig
Horrifying landscape changes
Maintenance of status quo
Antagonistic soul estranges
Burning embers afterglow
Disregarded foolish notions
Swept along by blood and greed
Fanciful and dark devotions
Haunt me now until I'm freed
Set my soul for resurrection
Save me from these dire straits
Bounded by a predilection
Tumultuation this creates
Take me now into the darkness
Hold me down until I scream
Fascination with the harkness
Close my eyes until I dream
Disregarded foolish notions
Swept along by blood and greed
Fanciful and dark devotions
Haunt me now until I'm freed
Take me now from this indulgence
Take me to the doors of death
Feed me to the sweet effulgence
As I take my final breath
Categories:
harkness, dark, emo,
Form: Rhyme
He's effortlessly effervescent for someone
surrounded by so much darkness
His luminescence envelopes shadows
rendering shade nonexistent
Illumination comes with a price so examine
the method to his Harkness
360 is a wholesome number so both sides
really offer assistance
They say brilliance is borderline madness but
I say they're scared of the epiphany
A litany of excuses exists in spades blocking
the shine of bright ideas
It's over their heads like clouds of ice crystals
waiting to drop precipitously
The sun & moon are light of different kinds but
are conceived from the same idea
Categories:
harkness, introspection, philosophy, spiritual, wisdom,
Form: Rhyme
The silent moon veiled in seamless web darkness.
Bejeweled in radiance starkness,
Youthful valiant Prince Harkness.
Lost in hush briefness.
Charming, brave.
Fierce.
His, a fave.
Diligence, briskness
Each breath struck by its broadness.
Shadow soldiers walk with such braveness.
The silent moon veiled in seamless web darkness.
4/22/2024
Categories:
harkness, imagery,
Form: Rhyme
The time has come, let us make haste
For the sun grows ever so dim
By this, we have not time to waste
And surely, the raging storms appear to be grim
Let not fear be the captain of our mind’s
Rather, muster up your might in the presence of darkness
Lest we fail to overcome the prospect of mankind
And let us not be known by any unfavorable harkness
Surely, the seas are wavering and unsteady
Thus we are bound to this boundless expedition
And surely seek a route in which we’ve found comfort already
How exquisite it is, one’s inevitable rendition
Ay, the sun abdicates the sky, surely marking the day’s end
And from this endless voyage of life, we must surely transcend
Categories:
harkness, poems,
Form: Sonnet