Pop Sonnet #6460

Reveal what was retrospect on file
And recur all the wayside lies
That kept us going on awhile
And partied with the cries

That steady in for maker's long
The courage when you frame
Research the finding out so strong
When one is in the name

And you could be so wrapped around
The consciousness for games
And hurry to the underground
That was there for the same

The thing I want to say to you
Has left me here behind what grew

Pop Sonnet #6461

And I feel the race so grand
The fortune in the sling
That purposely reveals to stand
And wants to turn and sing

When there are portions all the grave
So empathy reveals the snake
And when you act upon the slave
There was a way to fake

The written word so delicate small
That pushed into the head
Where one means several of them all
And take it there instead

Where I was pushing into waste
And heavy was the other taste

Pop Sonnet #6462

And that is why I come to you
To ask for things I need
Because I don't even see it through
Until the ice will bleed

That perfect combination of a form
That will resell the proper gear
Where hours turned us into the storm
And put us all so near

To the maker's program here we really want
To place upon the idea looks
Where property is up front
And went to find the books

Where I could see us talk all day
Headed back a different way

Pop Sonnet #6463

So if you seem to get to the end
And pushing so fast they wave
To be here waiting for the friends
And wanting you to save

Because I know I should be waiting
For the package sent
There are lines that are invading
The courtesy we lent

And never mind why anyone
Was plaguing me with stuns
The perfect score of single fun
That was the way she had done

And there is something to this gig
I am realizing just how big

Pop Sonnet #6464

And really I don't think I will make it to
The end of the day before they arrive
When looking for a quality or two
And going into overdrive

The pencil lays the curtain out
And in the peace I return
There we simply have the doubt
That things will wind up stern

When you allow the rich to win
And settle for the gold
There are ways that we get in
To the perfect hold

And I will have to see if this
Heads across the ideal kiss

Pop Sonnet #6465

And now I see that there is a plan
To fight my way to the finish
There we see them understand
That one day they will have it in us

That was the brand of choice you drank
Until the cheaper came
And that is a commercial just to bank
Upon the super tame

Which for me shows that I can get there
Unless the hold up chose
To take on the open stare
And ordered one of those

Unless you could have seen me dance
There are times to take the chance

Pop Sonnet #6466

So I see that sandwich bold
Will take a reasoned line
That looked to me so very old
And proper to resign

The images that will take your hand
Are already all afloat
There we see the contraband
And leave you with a note

That could be to me the final key
That surfaced in the vortex
The way you see beyond the sea
And wanted to get here next

To play the sound of freedom waves
That is just one way they save

Pop Sonnet #6467

I still have to hurry to get done quick
And be ready for what the day holds
There we see the ideal flick
In the flickering wandering sold

There is a place that takes you in
And stands next to you feeling good
I could have waited for you to begin
But I never fully understood

And if it makes me get to the part of change
That was purposely waving along
There is a perfection swallowed by strange
Occurring right during the song

And I can take practice away from the hand
To make a tyrant fail to understand

Pop Sonnet #6468

And I cannot even read
The beginning of the day
Because when I need
The keys to turn away

And I want to smoke
Before we payback
The perfect were broke
It leads to attack

And there is a shelter here
I could afford this
There we get the year
And push on to bliss

When you kept it short so you could end
There is a possibility to see a dividend

Pop Sonnet #6469

While you were stirring a bit around
I came to this day by myself
And to take whatever forces the pound
To be already weeping for the shelf

That was a miracle just to be there
And no one would spare me a drop
When you seem to make it back into the care
And wondering where this will stop

And now the precipice belongs in the side
The journey you take when you leave
The purpose of everything gone for a ride
And wonder if they had to grieve

Because you know friends I want to get back
Unless you offer me tears of the hack