Pop Sonnet #6690

Every turn I travel leads to fortune
The mix of lacking in funds
Where someone could read soon
And wonder what is done

When I can reiterate strength long
After the rinse in the dive
There is a sturdiness all for wrong
The capture when you are alive

And when you make for me
All that I have gained
When hidden philosophy
Was already in you trained

The course that I take before I sleep again
Will someone be there already in

Pop Sonnet #6691

And when you search for me before I register sleep
There is a point that could be playing fast
When anyone makes up for the steep
And could you know to cast

The length that I cannot find an ending
Where someone was curing the cold
And when everyone was depending
On where to place the hold

That could have searched beyond the path
But nothing could steam out
There when cycles take the bath
And then return the route

When you are in charge of all you gain
There is a normal level of pain

Pop Sonnet #6692

And if there are words beyond the count
The average tendency lower than most
There we ride on the amount
And shout back to the ghost

Where someone knew the haunting spree
Catch a mix before you leave the boost
What was dead is not empty
Unless you knew the cruised

And every time I get involved
The door was closing in
And when the fight gets resolved
There we know right then

When you would take a mile longer
To get to the end of frontal stronger

Pop Sonnet #6693

Where I knew that only two would make
The fruitful question apply solid
When you knew the only take
Was here to remain hobbled

The course of reckoning invites
And when you solemn erupt
There are ways to the fights
And once you looked up

To the winter in the leaving where shock was common sense
And everyone I knew to ask was beside
There you could alleviate what made the tense
Come here to be already fried

That makes for me an image that I cannot replace
If the day is perfect I will see your face

Pop Sonnet #6694

And after you take sympathy across
The chasm that I jump
There is someone having loss
Before the golden bump

And it has been a process where
The other boat will pass
Someone really has to stare
Before you kicked the ass

That was about to come inside
And leave for me a circle hint
Where someone had to hide
And knew the ideal tint

Where you could allow a break
A finish when you wake

Pop Sonnet #6695

Under time to shred the heat
There is about a glance so heavy
Where someone looks at the meat
And knows when there is a levy

To hold back the quarter in the frame
Where no one knew to question
There when you know all the same
And when the ideas rest in

Knowledge that will take a moment soul
There is a potion to gain back
There you knew the entire bowl
Was coming to be black

And when you knew that the month was here
No one stood anywhere near

Pop Sonnet #6696

And that will lead me to a list so bright
With ideas banging up and down
There you see the flickering light
That kept me in the sound

The way to make it to the final day
Was steadily remaining elusive
There when you knew all the way
That was about as ruthless

That will be all I will push
Before the level ends
There you could see through the bush
And Winter will depend

On when I get the warmth to return
If I never want to learn

Pop Sonnet #6697

There we see the idea rank
Then it gives me back
The secondary robot tank
Was here to ride the slack

That could be picked up in the short
The release of all that I want
Next time get for the report
That anyone could be in front

And when the rabid poach across
There is a new fade
Where simply someone takes a loss
And sets you up for the grade

And that is why I cannot change
There you time the full on range

Pop Sonnet #6698

There we have the hidden graph
Then the idea will leave the crest
There you have seen the laugh
That floated on the chest

That could have been where you went
And asked me to give back
When you played now the bent
There you see the track

When courage was an object whim
There inside the back door
There you look into the grim
That kept you near the floor

And nothing seems to make any reason
That you could write one to be pleasing

Pop Sonnet #6699

And knowing that the remainder chased
The look into a smaller weight
There is the moment cased
There we could be late

As we want and things still get done
When you push through the fall
There you could be the only one
That kept us hidden in the hall

There you see me finish and save
To another holding disc
And when you knew the brave
They all take the risk

That gave to me just one more class
Find me when you see the mass