Pains in Rhyming Schemes

When I was writing in a wrong way
Thinking that I would sleep in new day
Knowing not I might wake in old May
But have nothing to air in new pay
(AAAA)

Saying not to the father of many bee
For you may caught up in various see
Flies fly not in firing wave
Blind men hoping in resting cave
(AABB)

The chains have boile my hands
Cooking my flesh for children's meal
Cracking boxes forever keep for seal
For widowed smiles of husbands
(ABBA)

The journey of child cages the mind
Tortoise knowing not but the shells
Ancestors looking only for kind
And mothers mixing words only for sells
(ABAB)

SHAKESPEAREAN SONNET (4,4,4 and 2 verses)

When I was writing in a...