Pop Sonnet #5730

Searching for you until it is too late
To even get where I thought I could
Travel to belong and be a state
Of grace that will cover good

And here we twist and turn
Followed by blood of desire
And when the echo burns
The raging in the choir

That was about to leave alone the fret
The walk into a golden ship
And was about to make a bet
Yet again we see the slip

And tune in and out energy draining
The whole thing will work if it is raining

Pop Sonnet #5731

I think the project has a mind of its own
And shares the gifts with inspiration
To the world and where we have flown
Along song the ultimate equation

And follow up with barely any here
When I was marching to the close
That were evening sharp tears
Already to have the flows

Of a gospel bang and rip apart the box
That was about to settle great
Unless you mention the socks
And went back to beat

The flourishing of the temple is satisfactory gained
And whenever you had the noise that waned

Pop Sonnet #5732

This will absolutely turn tails
And lift a spirit or two
To concentrate on the sails
And had to reserve through

The weekend looks tricky
But today might be fine
Always looking into the picky
Rest assured there is a sign

The dancing of an angel captured
That gave away the music choice
Which faith will expose raptured
And listen to that perfect voice

That I may have an assured recompense
There is a level where we get the fence

Pop Sonnet #5733

To gaze upon the heart in time
And let the tap begin to flow
Which saves me this new dime
That was in the coin show

And suffer for nothing the cure of always
There is a simpler way to change
And whatever you do for plays
The publicity is strange

This is already the biggest place
That will trek into the frail
Which takes a corner in the case
And leaves her looking pale

When that moment comes after the ride
There are things I cannot hide

Pop Sonnet #5734

I really want to share with all
The gateway to oblivion
Which was here before the tall
Came to check with the dividend

And motioned toward the bouncer
There was a troubled crowd
And turning in the ounce here
Was a split force fine that allowed

Any type of wording to create
And stopped me from falling hard
Next time she shows up late
We will give her a card

That will pay for the entire trip
Stop right there with your whip

Pop Sonnet #5735

Seems like quite a bit more too
But lesson is that I have bliss
To take with me settle blue
Will make us feel remiss

That was about to define absurd
And the goal had been eclipsed
There is also a moon that cured
The way you always risked

The level of confusion brought to a full turn
And she is rocking out across the board
There is a portion that had to burn
Gone to practice with the Lord

And when we have miles of questions unanswered
Leave it to me I will have danced third

Pop Sonnet #5736

And I am almost left with nothing to say
But that would be ironic far too much
Gone into the very gray
Which all of us can touch

The last part of the book gets scary
And that is why they take it down
Unless the children should be wary
There we burn the town

And if you were ever hard core
And slipped into the hidden
Where things come together for
A trip to the forbidden

That archive is full and complete
Of all the films that will find time to defeat

Pop Sonnet #5737

That is really interesting to say the least
I will have to try that someday
And when you turn back the beast
There we have to pray

And hope for all the sleep to fall
Knowing that the time plays tricks
Thinking you know the only stall
And when you place the ticks

On a level so foreboding and rest
Is an ample guardian to raise
And when you know the total best
And empty into haze

And here we have a copy of
The letter you wrote while in love

Pop Sonnet #5738

You must force me into grass
That will be where I will chill
That simple time of writing fast
And still ascending the hill

That is so hard to climb
Beyond the reach of most
And taking assurance time
There is now the boast

Of a spread so delicate I thought
There was a new wave of style
That we at least turned into shot
And drove several more miles

That ended up back in the face
There could be a new mace

Pop Sonnet #5739

But that is a plan I will discard
Not to discredit the whale
Knowing I drove all too hard
And going onto stale

The purchase of a holy driven
And the show was great
Unless you have something against living
For the folded in half date

That was all the tags amounted to
Along with silverware
And eating dinner here such new
Feelings that you wear

On your sleeve so everyone could see
Just to be a part of things or really just to be