Monday, January 11, 2016

Pop Sonnet #6750

This is the way we tell the story
One line to replace the final host
Which came to be rewarding
And knew what was the roast

That could have been for me the call
I never want to handle more
The wonder of the sort of fall
Is here to be the whore

That I was just about to sink
And wanted more from life
When your mind is on the blink
And forces with a knife

The messed up part about the night
Is that the most of us will light

Pop Sonnet #6751

And that is why I dream so broad
Never knowing what is real
And when you look back at our laud
The courage will appeal

And even if I am not straight
Before the lancing marched
The perfect type of knowing to wait
Was all because of being parched

For a moment I was dry as hell
And never flew at dawn
Unless there is a mortal tale
That keeps me feeling gone

And I for one will never know
Unless the day is here to blow

Pop Sonnet #6752

And getting the edge is what I need
Although there is a stopped track
That gets back momentum when the speed
Rises to make a comeback

And really I do not want to face the pain
That reckons with me showmanship
There in the ultimate train
Which left us a new clip

And nothing I could do for you would work
Unless you gain a poignant stance
The dread that I was now the jerk
Was ready just for a trance

That would put me under so I can rest
Which would really be for the best

Pop Sonnet #6753

I guess if you do not like it now
There is no point in trying to change
The lesson that I learn somehow
Is getting quite as strange

And that is why I push so far
To see what I can leverage
The motion is below the star
And when you need a beverage

That was a thought I would have counted
Unless you change tense quick
There in the proper day amounted
To be there with a kick

Of salt in the formed meal
Once in awhile we have to be real

Pop Sonnet #6754

I would treasure all the sorts
Of floods when categories link
There is a certain court
That pushes to the brink

And knowing that I cannot waste
A single moment of the work
That came to give the full on taste
Unless you saw the perk

That was given to be ashamed so long
The course of spelling changed
When you may understand the song
That kept the different range

And I have already used the same reply
So we may need to get together you and I

Pop Sonnet #6755

I am left here waiting for the mitigated trap
The course of which you bring
There we see the hundred cap
The force of wisdom seeing

That lent to me a dollar quest
The time I paid for games
And when you knew the rest
There are chosen blames

That could keep me going if I had the fuel
There is a certain point to gain
And when you look to Tool
For the night was sane

When you mercifully bow to God
And knowing there is no facade

Pop Sonnet #6756

I will have to run to chests
The mercy in the statement
Was left for the new best
And lost me on the pavement

And when you go to run a troop
There we see the most fun now
And when left beside the loop
No wonder time will plow

And if I make the motion ready
There is someone else to link
There we see important steady
And going to the drink

And I hope I did not lose you because I went insane
One of these days my friends will be back in a train

Pop Sonnet #6757

I am glad nothing went wrong
And the worse is all behind
When I could not know the song
And knowingly they blind

The guardian of shelter wins
Before the cold will sting
And everybody else is in
To mercy that we bring

And when you knew that we were here
The personage of a latch
That was about to be sincere
And one or two to match

When crumbling was the structure amiss
There we take upon the bliss

Pop Sonnet #6758

It will be hard without a pill
And that is why I leave
Panic has me in the fill
And there we see the sleeve

Full of cards to blow this jail
When you are always caved
There to make a worthy trail
Whatever you have saved

There we look into each other's eyes
Without a permanent coin
There we see the gold surprise
Which was to make us join

And if you take a few days off for your kind
The worse that could happen would be to find

Pop Sonnet #6759

That was not a problem here
The way I challenge my brain
I think if I could write all year
Like the last year of the gain

That kept me going all awash with blood
The pack of savage was to know
That someone had the dud
Ready to be there below

In what I have seen there is a price
Where no one seems to name
That is my holy advice
To play the longest game

And if I made it here okay
There will be just another say


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