the floor is finally clean. I lay down on the creaky boards and stare at the light painting stripes on the ceiling. It’s time to go to the party- but all I really want is to be quiet. To not worry.
Ylan Chung
I was swept away by her graciousness. She didn’t know me, but I had been dragged to the party by her friend who thought I needed a night out to get out of my own head. I appreciated the effort, but she was the only one I knew at the party, and I felt so out of place. Until her friend, the hostess, came up and began a conversation with me. Her blue eyes were shining and glistening and she was so attentive. Maybe that was just what I needed
Catherine
One day I was happily on my way to my friends house when I dropped a glass cup on the ground so I got a broom and swept it up
elisha
She let the emotion fall over her, even though it wasn’t really the time or the place to do so. She inhaled and released. Her computer screen went blurry and she let the image disappear in a flood of tears.
today is my mom and dad’s aniversery.#mydadsweptmomoffherfeet
lauren
how did the broom and mop fall in love? the broom swept the mop off her ”feet”.
lauren
volt had to carry lucy to bed and tuck her in and kiss her good night
jordan
a moson like swpt.
elijah
The house I am taking care of has a dog and a cat. Every day, I the kitchen has to be swept. The cat litter, cat food, and dog food are all over the floor. I don’t particularly like to sweep.
Kate
As all my dreams were swept away, I couldn’t have known I wouldn’t miss them.
Humans aren’t made to think rationally.
Appearently, neither am I.
Anastasia
I swept the leaves from my terrace floor. There was so many there, I just had to do it. Afterwards it was great to see the clean floor. I managed to fill one bin bag. So I was quite happy.
Swept across the globes
of our little world
is a feeling of regret
for the night
we believed
that we were immortals
and proved wrong
by the knives in each other’s pockets.
Yes, darling, we failed.
Kanav Sharma
The day I met my soul mate it wasn’t like I was swept off my feet, or there was love in the air kind of things. We met in a more sensible manner. We discussed a lot of things
garima
people say they get swept off their feet when they fall in love….especially girls….i wonder what if this really happened….like physically….Hey girl i love you…Girl:…. im here on the ground..sweeping it! nonsense! no one gets ‘swept off’ and just imagine if one does…would not be a good sight would it?
Rashmi
This year Spring Cleaning was especially tiring for her. He swept the floor, washed all the textil pieces of the whole house, packed the cupboards aout and in and swept and swept and swept. It was boring and tidious as everyday chores can be. But then, almost as a reward at the end of the day, she found something really interesting in one of her drawers.
With never starting patience, he plunged up in the sea,
He swept down all the cleanness, and relished all the fleas,
For always ending newness, he closened up his mind,
And then until fornever, he’s forgotten he won’t die.
I was swept off my feet by the man that I love. It took one day for me to forget everyone else and only focus on him. It took one day to know that he was the man I wanted to marry. One day to know he was my forever. It took one day to be swept off my feet by this guy that was 5 year my senior. And I’ve never regretted it.
Julia
It’s cleaning time again and I
Pull myself out of a chair that I no longer want to sit in and yet it is an effort to walk away from. I wander for a place to fit in, a spare broom, a chicken-scratch blackboard. I no longer expect to accomplish anything, but just put the guise on in a sea of masks. The dirt comes back every day, the same wear, the same half-hearted disposal. I try to sweep below desks, pile it all up, not push it under chairs and rugs. The dust plumes in the air and settles on me shoes. The build-up steals my breath and I have to blink out the water in my eyes, trying to keep the dirt from poisoning my body.
I stop.
Just stop.
I sit down in the little mound, everyone too busy pretending to be busy, and so I watch their backs. My skin is dust. If not now, eventually. Is there a dust pan big enough for this?
Because today is too hot,so many people swept in the sun
Jessie
The red tinted wind swept across the surface, particles shifting off of stone untouched by anything other than the weathering wind. It was a bad storm but that mattered little. There was no one around to see it.
I was swept away by society’s broomstick. Brushed, shoved beneath a heavy carpet. I strain to fold over the corners, pop out and announce my presence to the world. You can’t sweep me away a second time.
Laura J.
swept away into the river with a current, I had only one paddle and my lifejacket and swimsuit. It was cold but I was able to stay afloat. My head was above the icy water and I could see the blur of rocks and bushes rushing by on hte far shore.I tried not to panic, so I took big sips of air as I told myself, “survive, survive, survive”
Juniper
He swept me off my feet. I can’t thinik properly, I am overcome by emotion. And I keep smiling, foolishly. Shall I talk to him? I think I’d just be a liability for him. Still, I sense something. Nonsense.
swept away by you
by your postrure, your confidence
you hold your head up while they laugh
by your attitude, calm cool collected
by your personality, as big as an elephant
by your smile, which brightens my day
by your kiss, which brings up my pulse
I never meant to go, was merely taken by mistake. A night-ride along a whim. I was simply following the tail-end of a moon-beam. But suddenly I was there, somewhere but no where at all. A wanderer in a forest-full of green and dreams. Something like Alice, I pushed my hands into the atmosphere and swam.
And off to the corner she went, her feelings swept under yet another rug for yet another time after yet another occurrence. So was the price of being made small, confining herself into the smallest reaches of the Earth.
Jej.
You came to me on an winter’s night, and you swept me off my feet. You brewed all the love you had in a bowl, piping hot, for me to drink. As I took a sip, I felt the edges of my mouth curl up with fire. I saw your visage through the smoke, and you were my greatest desire. You carried me to the bed upstairs, and we huddled together for warmth. I knew despite this blizzard, you would protect me through the storms.
Belinda Roddie
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the floor is finally clean. I lay down on the creaky boards and stare at the light painting stripes on the ceiling. It’s time to go to the party- but all I really want is to be quiet. To not worry.
I was swept away by her graciousness. She didn’t know me, but I had been dragged to the party by her friend who thought I needed a night out to get out of my own head. I appreciated the effort, but she was the only one I knew at the party, and I felt so out of place. Until her friend, the hostess, came up and began a conversation with me. Her blue eyes were shining and glistening and she was so attentive. Maybe that was just what I needed
One day I was happily on my way to my friends house when I dropped a glass cup on the ground so I got a broom and swept it up
She let the emotion fall over her, even though it wasn’t really the time or the place to do so. She inhaled and released. Her computer screen went blurry and she let the image disappear in a flood of tears.
today is my mom and dad’s aniversery.#mydadsweptmomoffherfeet
how did the broom and mop fall in love? the broom swept the mop off her ”feet”.
volt had to carry lucy to bed and tuck her in and kiss her good night
a moson like swpt.
The house I am taking care of has a dog and a cat. Every day, I the kitchen has to be swept. The cat litter, cat food, and dog food are all over the floor. I don’t particularly like to sweep.
As all my dreams were swept away, I couldn’t have known I wouldn’t miss them.
Humans aren’t made to think rationally.
Appearently, neither am I.
I swept the leaves from my terrace floor. There was so many there, I just had to do it. Afterwards it was great to see the clean floor. I managed to fill one bin bag. So I was quite happy.
a broom across the floor
that girl’s feet at the store
Marat Safin, Australian Open final, 2004
Swept across the globes
of our little world
is a feeling of regret
for the night
we believed
that we were immortals
and proved wrong
by the knives in each other’s pockets.
Yes, darling, we failed.
The day I met my soul mate it wasn’t like I was swept off my feet, or there was love in the air kind of things. We met in a more sensible manner. We discussed a lot of things
people say they get swept off their feet when they fall in love….especially girls….i wonder what if this really happened….like physically….Hey girl i love you…Girl:…. im here on the ground..sweeping it! nonsense! no one gets ‘swept off’ and just imagine if one does…would not be a good sight would it?
This year Spring Cleaning was especially tiring for her. He swept the floor, washed all the textil pieces of the whole house, packed the cupboards aout and in and swept and swept and swept. It was boring and tidious as everyday chores can be. But then, almost as a reward at the end of the day, she found something really interesting in one of her drawers.
swept under the rug
swept away
swept off her feet
and caught in the wind
singing
With never starting patience, he plunged up in the sea,
He swept down all the cleanness, and relished all the fleas,
For always ending newness, he closened up his mind,
And then until fornever, he’s forgotten he won’t die.
I was swept off my feet by the man that I love. It took one day for me to forget everyone else and only focus on him. It took one day to know that he was the man I wanted to marry. One day to know he was my forever. It took one day to be swept off my feet by this guy that was 5 year my senior. And I’ve never regretted it.
It’s cleaning time again and I
Pull myself out of a chair that I no longer want to sit in and yet it is an effort to walk away from. I wander for a place to fit in, a spare broom, a chicken-scratch blackboard. I no longer expect to accomplish anything, but just put the guise on in a sea of masks. The dirt comes back every day, the same wear, the same half-hearted disposal. I try to sweep below desks, pile it all up, not push it under chairs and rugs. The dust plumes in the air and settles on me shoes. The build-up steals my breath and I have to blink out the water in my eyes, trying to keep the dirt from poisoning my body.
I stop.
Just stop.
I sit down in the little mound, everyone too busy pretending to be busy, and so I watch their backs. My skin is dust. If not now, eventually. Is there a dust pan big enough for this?
Because today is too hot,so many people swept in the sun
The red tinted wind swept across the surface, particles shifting off of stone untouched by anything other than the weathering wind. It was a bad storm but that mattered little. There was no one around to see it.
I was swept away by society’s broomstick. Brushed, shoved beneath a heavy carpet. I strain to fold over the corners, pop out and announce my presence to the world. You can’t sweep me away a second time.
swept away into the river with a current, I had only one paddle and my lifejacket and swimsuit. It was cold but I was able to stay afloat. My head was above the icy water and I could see the blur of rocks and bushes rushing by on hte far shore.I tried not to panic, so I took big sips of air as I told myself, “survive, survive, survive”
He swept me off my feet. I can’t thinik properly, I am overcome by emotion. And I keep smiling, foolishly. Shall I talk to him? I think I’d just be a liability for him. Still, I sense something. Nonsense.
Swept away by the tides. It seems that’s how life has been. As I get older, the days pass. Swept under the bridge. Swept away.
Eventually there will be a final clean sweep.
swept away by you
by your postrure, your confidence
you hold your head up while they laugh
by your attitude, calm cool collected
by your personality, as big as an elephant
by your smile, which brightens my day
by your kiss, which brings up my pulse
(this took longer than 60 seconds)
“Swept”
I never meant to go, was merely taken by mistake. A night-ride along a whim. I was simply following the tail-end of a moon-beam. But suddenly I was there, somewhere but no where at all. A wanderer in a forest-full of green and dreams. Something like Alice, I pushed my hands into the atmosphere and swam.
And off to the corner she went, her feelings swept under yet another rug for yet another time after yet another occurrence. So was the price of being made small, confining herself into the smallest reaches of the Earth.
You came to me on an winter’s night, and you swept me off my feet. You brewed all the love you had in a bowl, piping hot, for me to drink. As I took a sip, I felt the edges of my mouth curl up with fire. I saw your visage through the smoke, and you were my greatest desire. You carried me to the bed upstairs, and we huddled together for warmth. I knew despite this blizzard, you would protect me through the storms.
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