Pop Sonnet #5320

After a good fifteen hours of sleep
There is a chakra in my throat
Going ahead to tame the deep
The mixing of a totem coat

With the disbelief in question
Throttling confusion makes
For a wider door to lessen
The very episodic fakes

That were around when I deceived
And been aboard the guardian square
That ultimately would have cleaved
Without the movement in the air

And here we have a learning curve
That illustrates the type of verve

Pop Sonnet #5321

And if you were ready for the walk
To shove into the hillside
Leaving me to be the building block
That could have stopped and tried

To be an example for the rift
And shatter compact window
To be the greater gift
That you could really grow

And if I returned to the shaft
And pointed at the turn
There was a lady that just laughed
At what we had to burn

Because right now there needs to be
A pillar of love in our community

Pop Sonnet #5322

Really if I showed you off to all
You would think it was egocentric
To entitle the faction by the wall
And there was a ravaging tic

That played out samples like you choose
And been a part of guidance more
There we have the shift of shoes
And everything that delivers galore

There is a type of word that seems so blank
And if I find it again I will use
The very thing that cut from banks
The more you have to choose

So if you gain a mighty stand
We will push into the planned

Pop Sonnet #5323

Being in this life is fine because it is real
And when I look to dreamland thoughts
I don't know how to feel
Because I take it they were caught

In a reset button wave
That diffuses when you catch
And to become my slave
Would have to make the match

And here we have the prurient game
Where things become discretion
And just to handle any name
There could have been no lesson

But after the next line or two
I will have a smoke with you

Pop Sonnet #5324

And that is why I had to turn
Into the married lane
That was about to simply burn
The feather near the grain

And why to take a part of gold
Just to feature planning
That was really the maker's fold
And after that the canning

Of the very thing to be released
Where evolution takes the chance
And once in awhile at the feast
There was a jolly dance

That lasted for weeks on end sometimes
Unless they handled all the rhymes

Pop Sonnet #5325

If everything would come together
I would stall the last choice
And if there are any feathers
To hasten my old voice

That make me fly into the shake
Where things had mixed for certain
Wearing the license on my make
And was left up to hurting

To the misinterpreted link
Of fitting for the win
And I don't know what you think
If no one settles in

And here we have the very voice
That led up to the rights of choice

Pop Sonnet #5326

It seems a bit surreal to me
But I will take the scrape
Where we have on our knees
There was a notion taped

By the digital edge of slips
That came upon the roasted tail
And was here with the trips
To force us now to veil

And when the doorway was all blocked
And no one could get out there
Where the eternal forces mocked
Which was now in the air

After that we had to leave
But it was the time to believe

Pop Sonnet #5327

And if this thing will dig and climb
The way you scroll along
Looking for a better time
And some of the band's songs

That was a bit awkward but made it through
And to relate the pyramid leap
There is something a part from you
To mess with my lost sleep

That came upon me like a peace
So often described in potions
That was here to be at least
A very widened ocean

To see through the edge of eternity's gain
The object that will melt in rain

Pop Sonnet #5328

That gets jumbled and could be bad
If I had not rescued what was told
To be just about all I had
Going to the cold

And here is the shaking of a lamp
Where we could push on tamed
And was already born with camp
The wave of what is named

And I could ask you for the set
Where ideas just will float
Around when I feel like the bet
Was heading to the boat

And after the norm was essential field
To ask whatever there was sealed

Pop Sonnet #5329

Almost would have set me back
And knowing that the break
Was illustrating what I lack
And after awhile being fake

Was really nothing I could do
To be a part of this legend draws
Where you know exactly blue
Was all the mixed up laws

That we would keep to the letter
To be a piece of games
And if you know any better
Things are still the same

Where I think I was lost in words again
Never needed you to go on in