Pop Sonnet #3640

I agree in what is the road
To fraternize at the party
Next to my walk even slowed
The time I drank so hearty

Into fellowship agreed
Next to isolation wares
The shopkeep lets out all the feed
And wonders only cares

The next time I try to ask
Why you let others judge
You wore your angry mask
And may hold a grudge

Against my world that is becoming complete
There is nothing wrong with defeat

Pop Sonnet #3641

Unless it treads backward
A whistle sound from an old bus
Could you be more like tracking words
And less of the memory to us

When you discover what you missed
The best places in the cities you have been
Why did you not see the greatest on the list
Except for your film watching when

That started and stopped in a magical way
I have a problem for starters in hold
There is something else to give way
And whatever else is the told

And if there are martyrs among pilgrimage trail
This is going slow can you tell

Pop Sonnet #3642

Normally I will share a bit of the treasures
With the understanding bait of kin
So many cells disappeared into the measures
That worry to have been

A different person at the time why
There are those that think I failed
But to have someone else look you in the eye
And stormed into a road that tailed

Which brings me to the next idea aware
That whenever that thing gets here
We will offer each other the stare
And I am so foggy from leers

That rule on the web like nothing you have seen
Into the hearts the information will lean

Pop Sonnet #3643

There is a truth that only unfolds
Next to a position of frequent
That shares everything it holds
With nothing seeming permanent

And I was so hapless in my encounter
There was already an even prize
That next to you was the amount her
Money paid for the cries

That went from tomorrow
Just to throw all the way back
To the next time you borrow
The last of the tacks

That I would spread just to see through
And here I make a case for you

Pop Sonnet #3644

My eyes are shutting
Oblivion waits behind the clouds
And there are some cutting
Remarks to be in the shroud

When an occurrence leaves pressure to fold
And there was a mock up like that
To stumble around into very new old
That came about when you are a stat

The science is never exact
But to laugh at certain faces
Will lead me to think you have a fact
About the mellow traces

And there is a demarcation of a year
That will bring my whole day cheer

Pop Sonnet #3645

There is something I would like to try
Like bending words around the guess
To monitor the only lie
That you can make a mess

Where understanding wisdom fates
According to the swing shift
That comes around to all that wait
And helps you with a lift

Before you get back into town
There are a few things you should know
Hand it up or hand me down
And tales of other woe

That kept you in the prime of days
Truth is only anger stays

Pop Sonnet #3646

Which I am afraid is not my bag
I would rather see in the loophole
Of an entire way to lag
Because the hangover stole

Away the rights to journey on
Inside the book online
That seeks to meander to the lawn
And walk across the twine

That bars the way for most beginners
Company assaults
Take from me a handful of sinners
Which really counts us all

And yes I graciously approach
The learned lessons from the coach

Pop Sonnet #3647

I will weigh decisions made
Into trust they vanished
Like a perfect style played
Your love for her was banished

To an outer region far
There are many places wrought
And the return in the tar
That kept just what you bought

For a manifesting presence
To turn and take a mold
Of the entire obsolete pheasants
That are hunted in the movie old

From Renoir that finest breed
I would take it up to bleed

Pop Sonnet #3648

In a fearful state of loss
Because that girl was mad
At the ways you sounded cross
And she was already had

By nothing we disagree with
Bad communication
That settles into early kith
To render the vibration

That you mistook for early goals
And separated clocks
When the time change has the holes
Into the perfect locks

That make you wonder what you have done
Until you make it to the one

Pop Sonnet #3649

Last of all I would like to say
Nothing really matters
Because that is where the only clay
Is perfect in the shatters

That you would step over careful
To be sure there was some glass
And offered the only stare goal
Split it up right after class

That sanctification present being
The mighty have gotten closer
To the present act of seeing
And everything is dozer

Like rolling out a new dirt road
Up a hill that scenic showed