Pop Sonnet #5130

Thankful application for the memory that clings
To create a wild plan of action for the rank
And when you realize anyone has things
To take with you all the way to the bank

And something was not right just now
When checking on the back
And I would ask if you are knowing how
To run into the slack

And here we have an angry burn
The look when cannot find
That asks around without the turn
To be there in my mind

And anyone that can help me out
It will be great even without

Pop Sonnet #5131

So I think it stays at nothing wrong
But always getting worried instead
And when the days become quite long
You will wake up in bed

No matter where you travel in your dreams
You must come back always
And where the visions stand and teams
Were still around your praise

And I was figuring out the hand
When you played all the cards
And wondering about the stand
When we all played so hard

And here you take an object free from doom inside a shell
There is another way to approach the way you always tell

Pop Sonnet #5132

As though you were about to ride
The magic in the race
When there was positively sides
That came around my face

And here we have the motive clear
The wasted paranormal shot
The separation of the year
And tell me what I am not

So check again for any problems shared
With all the wages clean
And there will be a man that dared
Without a working machine

And here we have the keys so type
And learn about the things that hype

Pop Sonnet #5133

Now it is gone with the motion guarantee
So just have to take what I get
And when headed away from the full plea
The assurance when you read it

And when the file comes up short
You have to joyfully knock
Beside the present gaining fort
That left me in a shock

And here is for the total rouse
The marker in the dirt
Had to shine on in the bows
That lingered where you flirt

And hit me up for just a time inside my readied fall
There could be a problem if there was another stall

Pop Sonnet #5134

But I find that any rating number was the chart
And when you look around to see again
The objective of the art
And where have they truly been

What I take is what I am wanting
But not always right
And to disappear the hunting
Leveled out tonight

And when the creatures seem to rest
Beside the park smith rags
That were considered all the best
And slid into the crags

Where I was falling to my doom
But woke up before I landed soon

Pop Sonnet #5135

And here we have another example
Of life lived out in most
There is a take on things that trample
Before you reach the ghost

And when I spiral into framing
The hope that recedes from spent
When you were just to be there aiming
And whatever gets bent

I would ask you just to present
A number system bolder
But when anything came and went
Beyond the growing older

And here we have a wounded drift
Before you get into the lift

Pop Sonnet #5136

And to push it to the bottom
When the day seems harder bet
That when the snow is here in Autumn
About to dry the wet

And without anyone to know
About where I have been
Commandeering will continue slow
And see what gets back in

Before the children were to laugh
I had to break a slab
With the truck that makes it half
With all that you can grab

And here we see that transition fire
When the company takes wire

Pop Sonnet #5137

But to return to the land
And reason with the locals
And quickly begin the grand
All the points were focal

And length for me creates a speed
That cannot again be captured
All along the wild reed
The angels in the raptured

And will we leave this place of home
To travel far away
And when I just read this tome
The joy begins to play

With words and images so replete
With anything I can bring to beat

Pop Sonnet #5138

I take it that I am out of lifting
For the mutant sails
And when the day was obviously shifting
I would have made the trails

And here we go to set upon
The crosses in the dark
When all you have to go is gone
And showed up with a spark

So here you plant a clue for the trail
That no one will ever miss
And lost again despite the tale
When recourse was to bliss

That fatal play among the steady
I am only getting ready

Pop Sonnet #5139

What can you take from ideas thought
The burning of the flavor drowns
That emptiness where we are shot
And going to capture all the sounds

When there is a position so to speak
Of mildly abiding poison spider
And to wake up in the week
And travel on a glider

Like you lived above the sky
And were already pawned
The example that was here to fly
Will be there when you are gone

And nothing levitates so perfectly except the magic game
And you just have to worry about anything the same