Pop Sonnet #4810

What am I feeling now that I am awake
And everything else is but apparition
There is a certain time to feel the rake
Coming back into the superstition

That was left up to reason and magic
Differences of guilty parties
And when there are effects flag stick
That split a force into smarties

That were often catching a lesson to learn
And properly calling the tune
There are several that are about to burn
And I am studying the moon

There is a place that all of share
Would you find out if love is in the air

Pop Sonnet #4811

That was not completely what was intended
Before the lightning crash will raise
And ever more the weather depended
On anyone flying the maze

That was built for a lark in the vote
And space travel will bring you to futuristic Earths
That were all so heavy before the note
That left you up to the births

Someone arriving into the make shift
All of the levels spun out
And when there is a perfection in lift
There could have been a great doubt

And anything everything you know the drill
Got to swallow all of the pills

Pop Sonnet #4812

And now I know why I get to look back
When nothing is making me turn
To a complete sheltered crack
That could have taken the urn

To a horizon before the long shaft
And forgive the placement of drive
That was enough to get the gold raft
And float off to another place strive

For perfection below the fog gate
And search for a plan in altercations
And left you ever so late
To enjoy the elaborate fabrications

And there is a prize waiting just for no one
Embedded in guilt when all is the run

Pop Sonnet #4813

Halt just to start again before the measure
Looking inside at the heart
For a illustration of anything pleasure
Was to instigate proper dart

And when there are levels to slip out the door
That could have been gained just when lost
Going ahead to make sure there is more
And you may have noticed the crossed

Out letters and words that made all the sense
And when we go riding to catch
The perfect allure of a defense
And that is where we find the match

In the cold handle of fruit like extreme
There is so much more it does seem

Pop Sonnet #4814

On the ride to the longest there is a pause in the ship
That made for an expert to touch
Every day I feel another slip
That little bit was really so much

And ever approach me with lies on the road
That kept me forgetting the race
And never make time to get what has showed
The power to look me in the face

And tell me what is important is already here
That life of others to live for
And wonder if anyone has made a leer
To keep assured points in store

And I would look back at the might in the chain
There could have been a good day for main

Pop Sonnet #4815

And ever so balanced in the shock of the bite
There is a yawn that comes bleeding
And when the terror comes in the night
I will be sleeping mind reading

That never transposes so full of malice
The accompaniment that was sirens
The next time you touch the figure of chalice
And looks back at all of the irons

That were just to bless the feeling to gain
And I have overused that among other sayings
To look around feeling a bit of the same
Gone to put down the fence staying

And when you look at a prophet of time
There is no way to avoid the crime

Pop Sonnet #4816

And to learn objects were floating around
Inside the activated corridor blush
The look of a single mightier downed
And never to get into a rush

Before the words flow along so back in town
The emphasis on the word maker
Was about to just go back around
To an obvious Quaker

That was for me a permanent blow
On the consciousness so full of streaming
That could have protected so long ago
And was ever burning what is seeming

Like hours is really only seconds passing
And ever position the classing

Pop Sonnet #4817

Before I get there I want you to know
That there were a million things forgotten
Already sure that militant grow
Was into the very sure dotting

The lines were all blurred if that is what you mean
And question me for days when I sing
That really felt so very clear and clean
But no one will say what I bring

And I was just fastened on places for skill
The chariot looms in the doorframe
And could you have forced anyone's will
That really so often stayed the same

And was looking back through the time we left back
It will be awhile before I get the stack

Pop Sonnet #4818

And for the rest of time I have made plans
And sorted a pilgrimage coming
That was really what you had to can
Before all the blurriness running

Together in a mystic time shake
That was as thick as they come
That was really the proven mistake
The singular were really all done

And look into icier paths that require
Heavy skills on the project to cross
To look straight into the middle of fire
And after awhile there is a toss

Up to see who will get to go first
Right now I am not really getting the worst

Pop Sonnet #4819

Case scenario that sometimes plays
Out for us to catch up but is fine
Because the mind is here and good things that stay
Is all I need to get in line

Behind the flag where confusion is reeling
There is a moment to respect
That was just about the best time for sealing
The whole front of the cave was getting checked

And when you get out of the cage
Where the placement of order makes better
Anything that we feel at our own age
Was all that could make us take letters

And remember that love is stronger than hate
And never mind that in this life we have to wait