Tuesday, September 29, 2015

Pop Sonnet #5700

Reckless and tired without a defense
Locked up the heart in the treat
Was about already walled and all fenced
The times you read the repeat

And knowing there is more awaiting ahead
Really all when the purpose is ghosted
And went into the feeling I led
That all of the rest of us hosted

When pushing into a lapse of pressed down
There is a giant among the waste
And when you realize nothing else clowned
The very moment I paste

The writing is going on everyday for
A feeling that there will always be more

Pop Sonnet #5701

Slowly I count another ten days to go
And when the words come to pass
There is a realization no matter how slow
To get a real pain in the ass

Sometimes the things I have done
Come back to me in regret
That was not the way to rerun
The days when we forget

And every day passes the mistakes are still there
There was a prison of guilt all around
And the moment the reaction starts to aware
The only prince of courtesy found

And when we forgive and know that we fail
The proper time comes to again set sail

Pop Sonnet #5702

And when the old wreckage completes the love trap
The ice in the crease for what bent
And feel the air when I will go laps
For one day I will see where to dent

The lesson was plain and I could have known
There is an importance placed here
Wondering if the days will keep me alone
Now I need to stare in the mirror

For hours on end and cycle complete
Where have the episodic links made into style
There is expression that is now made cheat
And made the day more worthwhile

The impetus I can frame in the seconds I feel
That there is a notion always so real

Pop Sonnet #5703

Why so vague and never explained
Why the lyrics are all what I want
And when the day had already feigned
A completeness as mentioned in front

And tearing at coils the ragtag reborn
The idle of clutch in the gate
Where statuses know the stuntman was shorn
To look like the hero of late

And when we progress there is an activated
Machine that will go until you get there
And when we realize we should have waited
Not really ready to wear

Unless that is made up for mistakes in best
There is a portion I give to the rest

Pop Sonnet #5704

While the cup runneth over and lines go to spill
When the tread will make traction as free
There takes an average for the grist mill
And weathers the road for the stopped to see

And I split a force knowing exhaustion
Where days plant there feet in my brain
After the wave the pool became the option
Nothing like a poem losing the train

And when the shriek utters the fear in the courage
Was bent along oppositional signification well
The hybrid of all the things that will be your age
When placed inside the elephant's veil

And we swim in circles in front of a camera lens
There could be curios ways to begin

Pop Sonnet #5705

It amazes me the level of difficulty at hand
Realizing that work is actually work
And giving out the mutant time band
That kept us returning to the jerk

That waited for hours and gave up on you
Good thing it happened that way
Unless someone real was bringing it to
That which is left in my say

That will be an order that you could adhere
And filling up on the west was as calm
Offer me up to a total front rear
And worry more about the only trip to the palm

That was about shaking a memory from me
And hurried it up in case they could be

Pop Sonnet #5706

When you checked in numbers and planted a vice
There is a charge among thieves that will stick
And like the movie that was not so nice
Into the collection they pick

And there is still other things I have to get done
But today was a different agenda clearly
And when the opportunity gives you the run
That was the shout about dearly

When words become image and image will take
The meaning of life to new heights
The important thing is to remember what lake
Was the water that was below the lights

And if I have to change I think I will make good
Unless I remain so misunderstood

Pop Sonnet #5707

After the shock I managed to push
With all that I have on the brain
That could have been somewhere outside of the bush
And running along with the grain

That was so healthy in theory that I had to check
Where the goods met the weird and correlated
And when you feel a bite on your small neck
You know the vampires have invaded

And come to hide fears inside the new shot
You were just trying to scare me
And I was laughing so hard I forgot
That there was a bridge that could chair me

Upon a hook dangler there is a broken rule
Now I look even more like a fool

Pop Sonnet #5708

Caught in the right side of questions in dark
That led to a righting of wrongs
And when there was the tiniest spark
Had to create foils to songs

That were just as long as any of the rest
Except for a handful of energy
This could go on for always unless
And creates the synergy

That kept me awake for eons in life
There was a new side to the reel
The object I could not have was a knife
Now you know the way I appeal

To the carriage unless there is a stairwell
And in just a minute it will be a day's farewell

Pop Sonnet #5709

Which brings up a point on just how self reflexive
The purpose of where he shared glory
There is a publishing glint of a pan to give
The joy of the entire roaring

Of when I fail bad and think I have made
And leave everything to the masters
That were the new literature heroes in grade
And won the battle here for the plasters

That gained a new vision when already there
And pushed despite warning of mind
Could you end up in the greatest of care
To think all the while I find

A new kind of mix when innocence rends
The level of genius on which he depends


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