Pop Sonnet #4730

Too much reclamation headed for the launch
There could be a chance of spike
That comes along every so often staunch
Was the style of the bike

If you can reply for me
The scene where everything changed
And looked like the only
Way was still estranged

And here I am without a net
At heights so far above
And looking forward to set
The ideal state of love

And I would understand if you never wake
There are bridges that we can take

Pop Sonnet #4731

And to drive the pure down plain
Business taking off quick
That looks are made for the rain
Never mind the stick

That was about to give you an idea
The type that linger to remain
And really wonder if the friday
We were here to drain

The remaining sheathe of scooted solace
Never to have it all the way
And develop the blanket of bliss
That is all they were today

And it looks as though this could go awhile
Straighten up in single file

Pop Sonnet #4732

I may check out a bit more soon
Than originally was planned
It looks as though the silver spoon
Was not upon my hand

That was a quick way to deposit
The chemicals never wasted
And look to be a single bit
When you already tasted

And there are rides down a road
That make more sense in double
To be planned for what load
Was taking most of the trouble

And if you look into my eyes
I will take a feeling cries

Pop Sonnet #4733

That is just the way it works guard
The pilgrimage repeated
And turning over so very hard
And burning in the greeted

And there was a song to play with friends
That if it got out sooner
There is so much not available blends
That worry is pointless tuner

The last thing I should care
When I am so close to the release
And taken into account the dare
That was the goal at least

And you changed your head into fear
Looking around at the spear

Pop Sonnet #4734

I did not betray you ever
There are pieces passing
That looked at you so often forever
And was the next one fasting

That will take me to the edge of glory
So often talked about in song
And I don't think the leak was torrid
Because nothing will go on

Before I visioned a problem there
But it seemed to fade away
In case the intensive care
Is about to come to stay

And we just keep on running
Through the fields while gunning

Pop Sonnet #4735

That is just what I begin to learn
Before the market crash
And going to be the one to burn
And take part in the good hash

There are lies I could see through
And why do I even let it bother
Certainly to take on the crew
There would be some other

Type of credit spinning back
Going into the wave of spreading
That was not all that could be on track
Before the difficult threading

And I was just about to clear
An appointment heavily this year

Pop Sonnet #4736

That is gaining progress forward
Into lights that flicker on and off
And going as far toward
The final look was a cough

That could have got you to the state
The blissful chakra hope
Never mind why mine is state
Would you give me scope

To present the knowledge back again
There really was a reason
For everything that happened when
We opened up the season

And now you never know what songs
Are all about the righted wrongs

Pop Sonnet #4737

So if the music becomes something else
Just by being left behind
I would worry more for selves
Of the perfect find

But you don't have to lure me in
With objects in the least
There are several might have been
To chase after the beast

There are things out of my hands
That I cannot change or alter
This situation is one that stands
Without a single falter

That would be the greatest treasure
Giving back a certain measure

Pop Sonnet #4738

And I look at my fears as though they are absurd
There is never any real reason to get scared
Go ahead and manufacture all the words
That you were dropping fared

To reasonable questions left in my session
And left me to my answers fine
That was just another way to lessen
The disc should be the find

That spread intelligent codes around
The ones that straightened out the map
And was about to look in ground
To suddenly fly back

And land directly behind the case
There are things I have done that may ace

Pop Sonnet #4739

Really hard to say at this point
What anyone could do
So I leave it up to the joint
Rules for whatever flew

That ultimate reach was my success
And ingrained into maddening devices
There are spoken words of address
That invites you to the crisis

While I was looking for the anxious drive
Of falling under a spell prayer mixes
With protection and innocence alive
There could be other fixes

And this is the point my rambling comes down
To the final words which will gain me a town