Pop Sonnet #5670

All the pushing pays off in time
Not to drop the ball on reading
But innocence that knows the crime
Will stop the case of bleeding

From all that strength gone aside
There was a forage to repeat
In case the truth had found a guide
And had to make you cheat

For the wave inside the crash
Was far too fearful form
The mitigation of the cash
Was awful for the norm

And now we see the light of the day
Before we have to stop and pray

Pop Sonnet #5671

If I make it here to laugh
To be alright with this new gain
The very time you struck the chaff
Was in light of the grain

That supposed to be the very best
Had challenges of sorts
Could have been along the blessed
And knew the only courts

Which balances the level planned
And gains for the new steadiness
Knowing that the very hand
Had prepared you for readiness

And when you sharpen your new tool
Could have been the biggest fool

Pop Sonnet #5672

Here we go through the early response
That quickened me to think
Unless there was another loss
That drove me to the brink

Where we may dare to figurate
The license for the cure
And come inside when none can wait
Here we know the blur

That strikes when fancy kick the press
The local paradigm was shot
When we can have the simple dress
Feeling very hot

That was about to pick up before I got there so
Figure I must have known where to go

Pop Sonnet #5673

This is feeling heavier unless we free the chain
From the very notion that you are framing
There is quite a repeated main
That was all in the gaming

Unless you strike them down for this
Which may be a heavy word
Got to get even to kiss
And knowing what you have heard

Will stick in the mouth of every fight
Had to take it home to tell the most
There are empty candles to light
The way to reset the ghosts

That were traveling all over the place
And headed to the timed out race

Pop Sonnet #5674

I would quiet your spirit if I could
But who would be watching in that case
Where the focal point no longer would
Have copied your new face

And I have but a new beginning
To share with the new press
That can be the level of winning
If I can still impress

Before I show you all that worked
That could be the most you shared
When someone else played the jerk
No one would really care

And now I take I am getting through the day
Unless the objective shoots me one this way

Pop Sonnet #5675

Here we practice there we gather
And to heal like normal
Could have told you even rather
Had to be a bit formal

About the curses that were passed
On throughout the channels
Very vision capable last
Was about to meet the panel

Of heroes that had paved the way
And made the path seem light
Unless there was an abject say
On where we go for sight

There could be a passing friend
That we all know will depend

Pop Sonnet #5676

And if I seem nervous that is alright
Because there is a total loss
That will fill as empty even fright
Will feel the pains of cross

That were placed on my creator's choice
Whether to save the world or not
At least there is a crying voice
That helped relieve the plot

From the circumstance occurring
Level if you buy them
There was an audience all deserving
Fortunate to dim

That was about as normal as anything gone by
Where days and nights all collide and fly

Pop Sonnet #5677

Here we see the corporate illusion
Unhinged for abstract notes
There we here about confusion
Left up in the votes

Which really did surprise me that it always works out somehow
Left a positive feeling when you tried
And kept me in the back of the animated now
Which left us wondering who lied

About the weather chances are it really had depended
On different illusions coinciding with nature's plan
Had to hand to the ones that mended
The dissidence at hand

And you will return to the smoke as fast as you can go
Even if no one was there to let you know

Pop Sonnet #5678

Unless we see the light begin to fade
We still carry the weight
And when you return to the grade
I will be not what you hate

Because I see no reason for lacking
The ultimate shining down
When headed into backing
The next day is the crown

Which lost me all that I had gained
In betting I could switch
That very thing was still the same
I knew the very witch

That came to me in a dream mirror
Always wanting the clear to be clearer

Pop Sonnet #5679

Almost done is what I told her
And she waited patiently
When I finish I will deliver
The rest of the messages saintly

Which led me to believe the pain
Was worth the very drop
That had taken part so plain
And looked toward the top

Which never really was as far
As the waiting made it seem
And realizing when the star
Is all bright with gleam

That everyone could stay so fine that one day no more hurt
Will make you feel there is no escape from the pit of dirt