Pop Sonnet #5590

Already involved but would like to anyway
Not really sure what to be around here
There is a fortunate echoing play
That would have been allowed for the gear

And if there were thousands of saints
Poised for the final battle
Against the background of very colorful paints
Showing what is rattled

To the ends of the Earth I will go
And rest assured I am blanking
To the emptiness that grows
And know when you have the banking

On an idea solid no one can see the top
Unless you were already going to the drop

Pop Sonnet #5591

This book is funny because not only now
There was a reason to pursue the arts
And when you make the ultimate endow
To pay back all of the new starts

That were plural just for rocking
And the knowledge never sank
Beneath the ideal blocking
And going to the tank

Where I could see my courage dwindle
Beside the newborn flowers
To be without a spindle
And working just for hours

So I learn that even now I have a few more years
That will hold me everywhere to go on for the cheers

Pop Sonnet #5592

And his validation was all I was about
And knowing that the king had claimed his throne
Understanding that the only doubt
Was headed to what will stone

The mighty deed of a purchase clear
Was the approach to delve before
The rehearsal lost the touch when near
The day I found the core

Of the fruit that was so large
They wrote more than one play
And if I could just take charge
I will lie with you today

And now it seems I will not get there
Unless things were up in the air

Pop Sonnet #5593

I wonder what my stats are here
Because it is impossible to calculate
And knowing that any rear
Will run into the state

That was sharing all of the plain
With a known collision
That was about to hang on train
The only proper division

That puts me in the top charts now
And you may recognize
Never lessen in the brow
The way to realize

The next time you were placed in front
Got to make it to the hunt

Pop Sonnet #5594

Already at the point to break
But I must make a save
And when you understand the take
I am not all that brave

Except sometimes when my head is clear
And there are no alternative lights
That is why you had to appear
And give us back the nights

When accepting the number of the plains
And hanging onto the ultimate door
There are secondary lanes
That belong near the whole score

And I cannot decide whether to go on through
I thought by now I would know what to do

Pop Sonnet #5595

So to make a drive so distant
And head to the vacuum appears blank
When the knowledge had to list it
And return the mighty tank

Because I know at first there were all kinds
Of proper words that needed explanation
That was where you had the grinds
Next to the whole nation

Where there are ways to fight to the end
And groove up closely like they say
There was a world that cannot send
I want to perfect when I pray

But it seems as though I know
The doorway was a little low

Pop Sonnet #5596

Maybe it would just be better
If I pushed on through today
And wind up conquering the letter
Knowing what to say

Unless you require newly wrapped
The courage in the weight
And was already now capped
Unless you take the bait

And I would just like to proceed
To go on where the dream
Was giving me recurring seeds
And wonder what to gleam

From the words that scatter around
Unless the noiseless was a sound

Pop Sonnet #5597

And after all you had to guess
What I was doing in the space
There was a beautiful new dress
In my lover's case

And infinite the days we see
The never ending life
That goes on when you have to be
To the permanent day strife

Knowing that I will get there
Is part of the battle true
Unless you came along to the fair
And knowing what is new

Among the rides outside the master plan
I am my own biggest fan

Pop Sonnet #5598

Knowing that by now the rush
Of data to collect
Was about the perfect crush
Of where we intersect

And optimism is so readily appearing
And when you gain an object to increase
Here we have the day gone cheering
Into the gates that lease

To the ultimate recording
That was very sharp
And knowing that the only boarding
Was to the tune of a harp

That could have saved you ever then
And philosophy will wind up in

Pop Sonnet #5599

The double score the two pair fold
The last time for awhile
But knowing that the number scolds
The mercy in the style

And I was really looking back
Into the waves I had formed
That were better than any slack
Cut when knowing stormed

That was about to purchase nothing
Because the store is blocked
And I want to share with the thing
That could have now been rocked

And here we go into the process
Stay with me always unless