National weal
A bright mind to weigh
The challenge of life, a love in ways we feel
Cause curious or remembered sate...

The throe of light
The emancipation of a flower
The mention of sincerity for a decency, might
The roles of compulsion, to understate a power

Your guess is good as mine...?
Themselves to add, and the claim of shall
The wishes of another cope, to and and time
The doting presence of kindred, fated with a kiss, so little?

Privilege, in its reasons and finding gifts
Here is a wish for something better than life has...
A worrisome drive for needs, when a heart lifts
The only soul to redoubt, has the silence of dread, for more than pass...

Life has a temper
Made from old convinced who'd
And marvel's of drama, that has our tenure
Save me from ought's ordeal, if I show a hand so good...

May, we redoubt your pace
The future in an uproar, to tell a different story...
Worded by frank ennui, and endorsed with sates
That complete a final nature, to what was God-given worry

Oft, the pout of summations gift, a realer seem sometimes concise
Sometimes a herald of ambiguity to come, with a driven feat
Sometimes the wind speaks our language, like a fool has wizened
And sometimes a shared power to extant, the moments until least...

Guarding hope from a militancy's exchange
Will an avid forth, the bright mind of decision and attention?
Begin here, with a rhyme and a reason, however strange
To know a callous form to friendship, or its best contention?

Look, says society's ghost...
Mere to here and lead to dread
We are all a method to mend, the risen kind of those
When a tomorrow has a melancholy, the only idea is patience said

But a sneaking suspicion, profound for a tell tale gage
Of worth before a limit in light, that did show a fear its works
The tried and the true, the inner most of completion, of times rage
With a final push for voice, to know us, the actual truth that lurks

Sat with a done liberty, the mores of common weal
Have come and gone to return again, with a right to thorough can
And cannot a whole sincerity ever choose from austerity a feeling
Of purpose, to wonder in open catch and imbue, is salvation and?

And heroes become many?
Live and let prosper...
A few in love, perhaps fewer than any
But capable at moments, of life to serve

Consider me a method in gave
Supposed chances, now subtle in hope
To these we find, a lucre to save
Persuaded by may, the first of them in forth...

Welling heed
To accept the tone of a voice
With the forces we know, live for our need
To these we condone, a new many with choice

Time in its long run, has seen our problems
Safety of a known care, to alleviate a keeping soul
With these powers, and purpose to understate a whim
The craving of joy, is itself, for those that know why marvels grow old

Sense made, season attested
Can our worth's and lasts of what opinion will, with
Be together in fame and fashion, as if a character blessed?
With but a stoney kiss, the dreams we fate for another, have is...

Same first to function worst
Etc. in portion, a love of misery
Room to sake, the tale of exaggeration to occur
The toil of laden adage, as if worth in history

Quiet?
And the kiss of a mystified angel...
Ought in the now, norm was a frank might
To tell a tale of liability and distance, to love we still...

Marvel's?
Ply and the door of significance
Still a friends wishes, the audacity of welcome
To a spite in tone and service, a voice of peace?

Prayer's?
The visit of gullibility to a time
Through and done though, a heart is a waking cares
That has accepted home, as a living truth, a demons crime?

Haven't?
In beauty and sense, the league of when a chastity has come
Of age, the taller the tree to a mimicry, a promise to relent
With the form of deed and bared stead, do we seem done?

Dance's?
Overtly the kind come, of a gentle majority
To where and many ought airs, of when a life romances
The tale of creed, is a care to give ours, or is patience an enmity?

Savior's?
With the west of the wind to prove, a hatful of discussed
Method and duty to a friendship in lore, we mind stares
Of a life long haste, to decide whether family is thus?

Misery?
And the blind moment of a kiss no one wanted...
But the passion of a silence that took you for a deem of liberty
Meant one step ahead of you, is a guarantee of cause yours to lead?

Pain?
As astute or cunning a means may be...
The legend of grooming a hate for the table of sense, though plain
The world of ye, is a concept in gray, that comes from love to anarchy?

Sweetly, the advance of age...
Moment to moment, the merit we entangle
In the name of good and fit, modesty to gage
The real emphasis of clamor, with which a pride does all?

Anywhere a friend is found...
Secrets of dark and light, the toil of cease we lead...
Bright in promises, a chaste of voice by sound...
Seldom as selection, the haste of courage to be fed...

Marvels, yet to be known
A whisper of fruitive gaiety, has found me
A lucre in salient guises, the tow of hosts to own
A chance of more, than a climb of wealth, a smile anarchy

Passing the dream of purpose rational, the tout
Of us, to demand of peace
To clique and survive the condition of rapport
Today is a shared force, of compulsion meant to each...

Strength named after swallowing a rainbow...
Ad infinitum, the talk of heroism and cares of poise
Shall become like me, the turn of a simplicity shown...
With the hands and steps of intellect, that understood a choice

Life is a door on itself...
Nature predicted, with the eyes of hindrance, the tale to tell
Is a conscience in the may, in the way of living for antiquity's wealth?
To denote a saving grace for liberty's grasp, is more than have, never fail...

See the advance of a voice, kept in varied senses
Know the callous and the imbued, with a doldrum, we due sake
With the blessing of powers that began, with a shadow set to ends
And let living order itself for time, ideas of worth compel a soul to fate?

Faintly, and with gaining generation
The promise of a hopeful home, the tooth of avarice
So prominent for a quiet eternity in love with loves intimation
Is now a judgment of living beyond the more, the prowess, we insist...

Patience's home
Sweet and merciful, the tows of resolve?
Account me the silence, the hint of some
Verily fascinated, the tools of cares know the world...

Livid, the tale between two legends
Found curiosity, saviors share of woes...
To remember the clash of waits, worth, and winds
The clue of frustration, if not forces to believe, hold...

Running avarice, the told whisper of when
A prayer has sat right in front of you...
Can a heart be ever so erudite, a sincere occur to then?
Just one more stone of merit, of a liberty to collect who...

Since we are here, the total of unity...?
For a quiet question, sought by instinct
And the callous might we admit; is a reason, a ready...
Quote of vanity and its verisimilitude, and with a wink...

The eyes of existence
Realizing the poise if not poignancy of few's
And looking long beyond the order of meaning's resilience
Can the past of love, be the future for kinder soon's?

Talent show
Whimsy is our art
Our taste in methods and sights of owe
Welcome us to your town, a hay day with time to smarten

Catch a rising star
The pout of energy realized, remaining in view
Is our call to excellency, a closely required more
To the stir of when passion, has the sense to live for who

Carry me to the stage
The show is about to start, a seeming melodrama
That when served, is the callous voice we saw rage:
The tartness of life today, is tomorrow ours for a better dilemma?

Which in wolves eyes, the taste of complexity is ours
For a knock, a door, a calling hour; to achieve a known
Place of redoubt, that has no ear for wishes, beyond powers
That claim the world for a note, of courage come too soon?

A heated conversation, now is a readied mouth
With courage to take the lead, in round paces of what went
With the moment we know, the coping stare of another, proud
And silent, until a shadow of doubt, has become meant...

Through the longing, the strength of a need so refined
Wealth of a thought, is our reward
To tell a tale of composure, that has seen the times
And given the cue of adroitness, has become a life to guard...

Audacity
So simple an argument, for a watching eave
Tell-tale heed, to groom itself in lights, worth nativity
And with austerity to care, the faces of destiny in love, never leave