Thursday, May 26, 2016


Pop Sonnet #8140

There is a rest that comes to pass
When tides were changing clear
The water stopped in a fast
And that is why I am here

There can be decisions decisive long
When properly in the wait
There is never practiced throng
To decide there was a plate

And I do not think there is a noise
Coming from my mind
Unless the champion will poise
The chariot that was fined

And I do not think the rest will grow
Maybe if your time will glow

Pop Sonnet #8141

And if there is a position to start
The phase beyond belief
And when the past chews up the heart
I wonder if there is grief

The counselor gives good advice
But everyone has a vice anyway
And if you trail back to there thrice
The clock will stop today

Unless you position in the fumes
Where emissions seem to bargain
Was often there to be the rooms
And that will be the hardened

When every problem is around
I do know want just to pound

Pop Sonnet #8142

Unless you make a calmer choice
There is nothing to fear
And I do not worry about the voice
Unless there is a year

To calm into the rocking horse
Was to cheer me up
When you get the dashing source
I do not need a cup

There is a vision planted in my mind
To receive the decent task
Where I could develop in the kind
The know it all unmasks

So please remember I get broke
Unless the slippage will get soaked

Pop Sonnet #8143

I do not think the tyranny of vying will come true
Unless there is a wavelength searching
Was the Rhapsody in Blue
And the competition keeps on churching

Which makes me a little nervous but
There is nothing I can take
More than a rocking chair in cut
And I do not need cake

Until the wasted hours pass
And that will run the sting
I am acting like an ass
But that is the pain to bring

Unless you calm down and take a breath
I realize we all face death

Pop Sonnet #8144

But fatalism is not the answer
In the most peculiar
Maybe the old way is a lancer
That Bengal will see there earlier

Because I do not think anyone is getting hurt in town
And it has been going on since the frontier days
And that will be the gown
Placed upon the satire maze

When comedy is a bit too dark
And lighter sides of rods
Was about to laugh back at the park
Unless you see the shods

And I do not think the pressure is on
Wait for me until the dawn

Pop Sonnet #8145

I realize the trap is set but there is not a rest
Unless you think the delusion met
With company at best
And that is where we have been in regret

And there was a movement pacified
By lakeshore in the rank
Was here to see the birds and tried
To give me to the bank

At least my mom is in control of money so amusing
I do not think anyone can research without proving
The bad decision led to this confusing
And I am glad I am not moving

I do not think there is a gas noxious as vampiric
Maybe I should go my way and try to change the lyric

Pop Sonnet #8146

I have seen things no one should see
And try to make the decision
When I think everyone can be
The cause of my derision

When there is spoilers all around
I do not think you should do that
Because there is a pin drop sound
Unless you were all hat

And the Ghosts that travel around town
Was behaving normal
Unless there is a perfect noun
To take back the the dorm gal

And I do not wish to have the desire
Unless the stakes are getting higher

Pop Sonnet #8147

So dangerous to write so much
And that keeps written words
Coming in without the touch
And properly for birds

When principle was added blanks
And that is why it lacks
Was to make the same mistakes
And blather on the facts

Which do not mean there is an adjustment
Before illustration of a kinder easier point of view
Unless you feel like winning was bent
There is everything to do

So I will just be lazier for awhile until dawn
I am not sure really who has got it going on

Pop Sonnet #8148

I do not think everything is lost
Because suspects are everywhere
Finding out what could have cost
The wave is already aware

And any extreme on either side
Seems to tug of war until steady
I think that the park and ride
Was always back and heady

Unless the restitution planned
Will shake me up inside
I think the laughter can be canned
And that is just a guide

Because sometimes dreams feel real
But I do not think that has appeal

Pop Sonnet #8149

Unless the ending of the rail
Was furthermore devoted
To the wavelength in the trail
And now I get demoted

Unless there is a proper like
To be all of the waste
That came to me into psych
And that will improve my taste

Obsession is not always bad
And I am not sure about entitlement
Because there is a way to conceive what you wanted and never had
Unless there is a vitamin

So do not read the level drawn
And I will be watering the lawn

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