Pop Sonnet #6650

And if you play tails for the wistful end
There we receive the presence shallow
One more year left to get in
And will trust the hallowed

Which really for me works either way
I am in the most of my darkness
There we come to check the day
And went on into starkness

For pouring to bring another mistake
Which leaves me wondering fate
There we could ransom the timed out lake
And wanton to be in the gate

Which really already was a mode to look at
Where in the world had gone all the cats

Pop Sonnet #6651

This is really the beginning of an epic tome
Which I will describe will I build it
The courage all laden with icicle poem
That you knew the empathy willed it

And in dragnet to chase dreams
The forcible horizon will shudder
And take a newly made principle cream
That came from a holy brother

The brothel that mixes with all in the waste
The put upon chance you go through
Where left up to me I would get a taste
And see the hill overdue

That was all I could get from the magazine rack
Once in awhile I like to go back

Pop Sonnet #6652

If only I had that fifth digit
What I work for takes the will
And the stamina to overcome frigid
Where sympathy relies on them still

And when you have cursive trust
The purpose of a loan will come out
The next time I take you to where we all cussed
At each other next to the route

Where even if I could get to the end
There is no dream in sight
The faster I start to pretend
The quicker I will get there tonight

Unless there was a newly stopped
Once in awhile she had copped

Pop Sonnet #6653

And really for now I think I am here
Because there is a text that I work through
The fact that I added so much last year
Evened out to a fair average due

That kept me in progress no matter the point
Where episodes loom over staked claims
The simplest pressure here by the joint
Was to find everyone's names

Where diamonds rested in their heft
When motion is not spared
The wherewithal to take the cleft
Was already where you aired

The end of everything is so far away
I could see myself out there today

Pop Sonnet #6654

So if you look at this as futile
I will throw you a quick reminder
Of the feast so brutal
That will kick in to the timer

Where you could look into a rope
Or a channel that melts in hours
There we see a distant soap
That was killing the flowers

In the Winter they will wilt away
And find Persephone's kiss
When the ideas park this stay
Which adds up to the newest bliss

Where I may have to smoke to catch my breath
That is the very thing I did before death

Pop Sonnet #6655

Take the next step come fly with me
We will trip the light fantastic twice
And head for the maker in the sea
Where company is a bit of ice

The device is settled in the blink
Where corporate bodies integrate
And went along with a night of drink
Until I passed out so late

And when you look into the eyes of God
Entities will rise and fall
Beyond the several feelings applaud
To be returning very tall

When you look into my heart
I will take you all apart

Pop Sonnet #6656

So evil lies beyond the number
But if you see tomorrow is falling
Into the weirdest day I ever slumber
The next time I will be calling

And if you shower in the frame
The course will run before the sunset
Where someone was telling me the same
And nothing even had happened yet

When tobacco stains the operating keys
The mission to accept a gain
Where someone would always say please
And make whatever rain

Would have sheltered us again
Will we get to the very sin

Pop Sonnet #6657

There is a bouncer in the loom of forests
The quickest route of making sharp
The courage when you toast to harvests
That kept the idea in the tarp

Where below sea level no one could escape
And if I end up heading out
There we see the forcing tape
That was about to get about

One or two things I said to her
Before the night came smashing
Where nothing more will ever blur
The courses were all dashing

Into the salt that you will pinch
Save for me the holy inch

Pop Sonnet #6658

When you take a shepherd's drink
And give it to the quest
Where someone tied me up with shrink
And asked you for the best

And afterwards you start to cry
I think you knew the file
Was about to pick you up and die
To stay home in the dial

Which for me is about as good as gold
Because I am follower too
The reach of things that cannot scold
The maker twice for what grew

That is why I fall to Earth again in moistened sting
The property is about as good as anything

Pop Sonnet #6659

Check the message in a moment to flash
There we keep the darkened hatch
The company which was about to cash
The simple day when every match

Was about to light a cavern deep
The torch we carry around
To find that monster in his sleep
The Cyclops was not found

Because the blindness of the giant
He was out to the wilderness in a situation belonging
Was about as well compliant
And was heading to the wronging

Of a mind so delicate and fragile none will be here
There we get involved year after year