Thursday, December 24, 2015

Pop Sonnet #6560

I really wonder if this time next year
I will have exactly a year's worth of work
And when you slam and guzzle the beer
The next time you wanted the perk

To be as stunning as all get out
And not really counted as crime
When you were just answering my doubt
That nothing will phase me this time

Nothing you do will make me like you less
Remember I said that when we part
And knowing that words to make your dress
Hide all the ruins of your heart

And when you satisfy with complete reassurance
Once in awhile I know all the burdens

Pop Sonnet #6561

And that is the time that I start to catch up
Even if you knew I was there I would be close
And when you see me erupt
That is because I am in the flows

Of a whim that has carried me far
And level up whenever there is a thousand
And wish upon a falling star
That whatever resources are housing

And when you wake remember me
As though I meant so much
To you that you could just agree
You had the golden touch

And cleverly inside the call
Where you had to go in the Fall

Pop Sonnet #6562

And every time I demonstrate
The property so close
That was already there so late
And whatever that grows

The miniature set design never seemed to drive
When occurring reasons were simultaneous again
And if you could look even more alive
Where were you going when

The burden fell upon you to right the wrongs
And that is a lesson I care not about
Whenever you looked into the songs
It really was me as it turns out

That I was helped by friends to show the world the muse
The way left up to me would definitely confuse

Pop Sonnet #6563

And maybe I will drop the subject
Clear my mind of cares
That kept me searching public
And helped us when we dare

That courage bold so envisioned deep
The proper words align
And when you cut into the steep
The downward route to climb

When furnished in the golden note
And scored for freely surpassing
The very next time I will vote
Will always be classing

And that is why it is so cold
The Winter now has taken hold

Pop Sonnet #6564

That is where I look for purity again in the way
There we see a young man grow
The striking distance of the play
And what there is to show

That you could be so permeated
Involving all the waste
And whatever lines was created
There we see the laced

Was already in the bag and wherever she will cry
The purpose of the demonstration was to hang
The purpose in the duty where we try
To somehow create a louder bang

And that is why I am hung up on tiny little taste
Next to me it is the assurance I had now cased

Pop Sonnet #6565

And that is why I dance so free
Beneath the underground we wait
Knowing what she meant to me
And philosophy too late

Which was the response I could give
Unless I am totally wrong
The way we seem to want to live
Versus what all makes it along

That we could just repress the imagery
The pain in sliding crowns
The containment of measure for the energy
That was the record that downs

And if I am already stoned right now
Then we can keep working the plow

Pop Sonnet #6566

There is an evil hidden approaching
Probably within ten more days
And the project keeps encroaching
On the laziest ways

That were about to explode to dust
Whatever you want is fine
I found that it is all now lust
That kept me sailing mine

To the fortress beyond the river
That makes for dust aground
Which way we could forgive her
And leave us to the pound

There we see a hidden ship
That was sailing around the tip

Pop Sonnet #6567

I don't think that I am near as bad
But I have lost the guilt for fire
That was thoughts that once I had
The turning point will require

And chain me down to the flow apart
And case the courage train
Which was already in the dart
That left me in the brain

Where you see a future held
The best is yet to come
And was every worry meld
Into want to be some

Type of level that I think I can handle
Maybe now I will have found the permanent candle

Pop Sonnet #6568

And maybe you will take the check
To grow up in the lock
Where certain timing was to speck
And purposely the clock

Will change and morph around
The time to keep track eludes
And whatever was the ground
Was there to make the moods

Settle down is my advice
Nothing good comes from worry
That you know things are getting nice
Always in a hurry

That is why you remember her poem
The wage was about to go it alone

Pop Sonnet #6569

So if you feel like there is gone
A factor of forgiveness helps a lot
Once in awhile there is a lawn
The wage of while you were hot

On the ideals that were all given
Freely like wisdom on tap
There is a spirit that knows living
That will float in the trap

That will be redeemed like a structure
So fit for the king that I will get revenge
On whatever loss I take when ruptures
And let us go to the hinge

But now I am no longer jealous because
I knew so many of the ladies in the buzz


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