I lean against the wall, watching everyone wander around me. I wonder if they notice I’m staring at them. Probably not. I shouldn’t be watching the couple fight, it’s creepy. I redirect my attention to a lonely boy who’s sad all the time. This depresses me so I go back to the fight.
Vi And I
Lean out of bounds
Two twins in time are we
For there’s a forest alive
Where the trees have eyes and ears
“Vi dear girl?”
Yes, says she
“Let us not talk falsely now.”
She smiles, I frown.
I shrug, she’s still.
In the distance we hear a howling wind.
“I’m glad we understand one another, dear.”
You know, I could just
l e a n
towards the shore and
gaze at the sea with hazel
-nut eyes, I could just inhale
and never exhale again the breeze and
I could just j u m p the cliff and
become one with the void.
I try not to lean on anyone when I am feeling down, but to try to learn more about myself at that time, and what I can do to better understand my own feelings.
lean legs dribble down brick walls. Scratches and scrapes fashioned onto his knobby knees. These very legs shall take him a million miles across the world.
…on me when you need a friend. I like to be leaned on in that way. But there aren’t too many people I feel like I can really lean on when I need a friend. Maybe I just don’t like to be seen as weak or wussy. I’m scared to lean. Like to be leaned on though – makes me feel helpful and important and needed.
‘Lean on me’ he said. ‘I can’t,’ she replied, ‘I’m far too heavy.’ ‘Just do it.’ he cajouled. Reluctantly she folded herself otwards him, resting her wieght slowly upon his shoulder. It felt good.
If it were summer, we’d sit and watch the grasses lean into one another, pushed there by the wind. But it’s not summer. It’s winter. And we never just sit, anyway. Usually, we’re running. Walking. Laughing. I love you. We never just sit.
Lean on me. This was the song we sang as the night began. Laughing into a microphone and jumping around like we were insane. This was the same night we watched two chick flicks and ate ice cream. This was the first time in a long time I felt like a teenager. I am 14.
He leaned forward and hid someting in the wall. It was little shiny object… No one ever knew what it was but since that time everytime someone looked really deep into his eyes he saw empty madness without emotions…
Hmm, Lean, Can you really lean in all directions? I don’t think this mission would be possible. I mean sure, you can lean left and right. Downwards leaning is just lying down, but upwards leaning? Some people, the more boring or elderly variety, but just say “Well sonny thats standing!” But no, I am not elderly or boring, I think its flying!
This reminds me greatly of meat: halal, kosher, and well… the other stuff. It also reminds me of healthy. When I think lean, I simply think of muscles, you know? The stuff people worked hard to get. Whether it be on an animal or a human. Lean muscles makes for good meat and good bodies, all around :)
I thought you would answer my question but instead you just stood there, tall, hands like mittens, nose like a kettle weight and asked – but what do you think?
I lean on my friends a lot. They usually help me, but sometimes they get annoyed. They really don’t understand why I’m leaning on them. I mean, I can walk on my own, I just choose not to.
She was leaning over the edge of the bridge, staring into the glassy green pond. Where were all the wishes? Supposedly, when you looked deep into the water, you’d find them. She looked around. There were the umbrella trees, as they were supposed to be.
Yon Cassius had a lean and hungry look. These days, it meas without fat, on the way to being thin, or so we hope. Not a word to describe me, or those I love.
Jack Spratt could eat no fat, his wife could eat no lean and so between the both of them they licked the platter clean. Think of how much we throw out these days and the amount of waste we produce, nobody wants to eat the fat but people are getting fatter and fatter – we are just so greedy and of course there is so much to choose from.
lean on what? Towards a position, on a person? How about leaning against a wall. People like to lean on someone they can trust, but can we trust those we choose to lean on? What if we expose tooo much of our innerself to others because we leaned on them. That would make us vulnerable to them.
I like to lean against things when I am tired. Its like all the energy I have put forth to stand up goes away once I find a nice wall to just put my back on. Also I lean on people…haha they don’t appreciate it too much!!! I’m done now. :)
lean back on someone you know. Yesterday I went out with my friends, there was a song I had not heard before but I reconized a part from another song. I had heard that song for the first time at a festival this summer with my boyfriend, now my ex, who was in the club yesterday too. It goes like this: Handen in de lucht en de groeten aan je tante, welke tante, tante lean, welke lean, lean back. Jeugd van tegenwoordig, look it up on youtube.
Yon Cassius has a lean and hungry look – when we did Julius Caesar at school (a strange play to teach, concerned with overthrowing the government . . ) I played Cassius. Probably because I was skinny, as I couldn’t act!
Esto no se puede hacer. ¿No viste el cartel? No puedes abrir la ventana y agacharte afuera. Aquí hay puentes y túneles. Te hubieras podido morir. Y ahora con esta cabeza nueva – ¿cómo vamos a poder vivir juntos? No te puedo amar así.
I was leaning against the post and it fell down! “Can you believe it! It just fell down!” I hit the ground hard and everyone came running over. How embarrassing!! I can’t believe something like that would happen to me on the first day of school!
Now I’ll never make any friends at West East Elementary School.
As I looked around the crowd of kids I saw a familiar face; Blake.
He was lean and mean, his chisled jaw was tense with anger and suppressed rage – he was barely controlling the jealous volcano that was threatening to express itself in physical violence. Jakes piercing blue eyes betrayed the volume of his inner conflict
This guy is so lean that he cannot keep fit anymore and has to do all that is within his reach to get thinner and work out all the time. This will be the last time I see him exercise so hard over a small issue such as running the 2.4km test and this is like the most i can ever tt
sometimes I want to lean on someone, or maybe even a tree. Because sometimes I feel like I will fall over. Just fall. I don’t want to fall though, that’s why i would really like someone or something to lean on. Leaning is quite nice, especially if you are leaning on a person who really cares and loves you. Maybe a parent, or a partner or just a friend. People should always have someone to lean on. Children especially. They should always have someone to lean on at all times.
again? Lean. Lean on me, whenever you want I’ll never tell you no. I love you more than life itself, what you want, whatever you want, I’ll give with no regard. To me or him or anyone who’s isn’t you. You don’t deserve and neither do I the kind of love as this, but I don’t care, go anywhere, away from me if you must. I’ll follow you, I’ll wait for you and if the world is heavy, lean on me. You needn’t ask, I know what you would say. I’d say yes, no matter what has happened from then til now, what matters more than all that fluff is you are you and I am I and my life, all of it, is tied up in yours, like or not, believe or deny, apart we suffer, together we fly.
it’s in my web mail notebook. i tried to write a poem, i tried to ryham and still am, I suck but maybe I’ll get bettter we’ll see. Or we won’t who cares, at least I bothered to try. Hold me up don’t hold me back and please don’t let me fall. the wind is heavy the rain worse still and i strode into this squall, from comfort family life and dreams i always thought i’d had were nothing in comparison to the scars on broken knees, the truest gifts earned by pains from leaving a life of these
I never had to lean on someone before, the feeling was like I imagined it to be. Chilling. I didn’t like to admit defeat easily, and leaning on someone was doing just that. But at the same time it was comforting and it wasn’t hard to see why people did it so often. It probably would not be something I’d visit often as the chilling feeling outweighed the comforting ones. Humans are such odd creatures, I thought smiling.
Her lean body whipped about on the stage in a primitive dance. Stars appeared where her slim feet kicked up glitter dust. The blue dress draped across her body floated like clouds. She tossed back her head and her teeth shone bright in a beautiful smile full of delight and insanity. Her throat and shoulders were exposed and white as milk perfectly in harmony with her ebony hair and eyes. A heavy rhythm was being pumped through large speakers. The night was still young.
i’ve been leaning on your shoulder for too long
you need to get back treatment because your spine is twisted thus causing you to subconsciously lean on people.
i have no idea what to write about lean.
how does lean make sense?
i am so bored i could lean. lol.
WHAT LAST SENTENCE?
I promise I won’t lean my arm on your head anymore…even though it is the perfect height for a resting spot since you’re so short! Haha! But, it kinda sucked because the last time you turned your head and your nose landed right in my armpit and you yelled really loud that I smelled like chicken sweat. It was embarrassing.
Love you!
I lean against the wall, watching everyone wander around me. I wonder if they notice I’m staring at them. Probably not. I shouldn’t be watching the couple fight, it’s creepy. I redirect my attention to a lonely boy who’s sad all the time. This depresses me so I go back to the fight.
Vi And I
Lean out of bounds
Two twins in time are we
For there’s a forest alive
Where the trees have eyes and ears
“Vi dear girl?”
Yes, says she
“Let us not talk falsely now.”
She smiles, I frown.
I shrug, she’s still.
In the distance we hear a howling wind.
“I’m glad we understand one another, dear.”
You know, I could just
l e a n
towards the shore and
gaze at the sea with hazel
-nut eyes, I could just inhale
and never exhale again the breeze and
I could just j u m p the cliff and
become one with the void.
But I can’t.
Lean on you? It would be nice to be able to trust that you wouldn’t drop me if I ever did lean on you, you stupid son of a bitch.
I try not to lean on anyone when I am feeling down, but to try to learn more about myself at that time, and what I can do to better understand my own feelings.
lean legs dribble down brick walls. Scratches and scrapes fashioned onto his knobby knees. These very legs shall take him a million miles across the world.
…on me when you need a friend. I like to be leaned on in that way. But there aren’t too many people I feel like I can really lean on when I need a friend. Maybe I just don’t like to be seen as weak or wussy. I’m scared to lean. Like to be leaned on though – makes me feel helpful and important and needed.
‘Lean on me’ he said. ‘I can’t,’ she replied, ‘I’m far too heavy.’ ‘Just do it.’ he cajouled. Reluctantly she folded herself otwards him, resting her wieght slowly upon his shoulder. It felt good.
If it were summer, we’d sit and watch the grasses lean into one another, pushed there by the wind. But it’s not summer. It’s winter. And we never just sit, anyway. Usually, we’re running. Walking. Laughing. I love you. We never just sit.
Lean on me. This was the song we sang as the night began. Laughing into a microphone and jumping around like we were insane. This was the same night we watched two chick flicks and ate ice cream. This was the first time in a long time I felt like a teenager. I am 14.
He leaned forward and hid someting in the wall. It was little shiny object… No one ever knew what it was but since that time everytime someone looked really deep into his eyes he saw empty madness without emotions…
Have someone you can rely on. Someone you trust. Trust in order to lean. Friendship,love,family. You can lean on me. I love you.
Hmm, Lean, Can you really lean in all directions? I don’t think this mission would be possible. I mean sure, you can lean left and right. Downwards leaning is just lying down, but upwards leaning? Some people, the more boring or elderly variety, but just say “Well sonny thats standing!” But no, I am not elderly or boring, I think its flying!
This reminds me greatly of meat: halal, kosher, and well… the other stuff. It also reminds me of healthy. When I think lean, I simply think of muscles, you know? The stuff people worked hard to get. Whether it be on an animal or a human. Lean muscles makes for good meat and good bodies, all around :)
I thought you would answer my question but instead you just stood there, tall, hands like mittens, nose like a kettle weight and asked – but what do you think?
I lean on my friends a lot. They usually help me, but sometimes they get annoyed. They really don’t understand why I’m leaning on them. I mean, I can walk on my own, I just choose not to.
‘lean’ as a few definitions but whichever you chose; one should only ever ‘lean’ in moderation, and never full time.
one should only ‘lean’ in moderation and never full time.
She was leaning over the edge of the bridge, staring into the glassy green pond. Where were all the wishes? Supposedly, when you looked deep into the water, you’d find them. She looked around. There were the umbrella trees, as they were supposed to be.
Yon Cassius had a lean and hungry look. These days, it meas without fat, on the way to being thin, or so we hope. Not a word to describe me, or those I love.
Jack Spratt could eat no fat, his wife could eat no lean and so between the both of them they licked the platter clean. Think of how much we throw out these days and the amount of waste we produce, nobody wants to eat the fat but people are getting fatter and fatter – we are just so greedy and of course there is so much to choose from.
lean on what? Towards a position, on a person? How about leaning against a wall. People like to lean on someone they can trust, but can we trust those we choose to lean on? What if we expose tooo much of our innerself to others because we leaned on them. That would make us vulnerable to them.
I like to lean against things when I am tired. Its like all the energy I have put forth to stand up goes away once I find a nice wall to just put my back on. Also I lean on people…haha they don’t appreciate it too much!!! I’m done now. :)
lean back on someone you know. Yesterday I went out with my friends, there was a song I had not heard before but I reconized a part from another song. I had heard that song for the first time at a festival this summer with my boyfriend, now my ex, who was in the club yesterday too. It goes like this: Handen in de lucht en de groeten aan je tante, welke tante, tante lean, welke lean, lean back. Jeugd van tegenwoordig, look it up on youtube.
Yon Cassius has a lean and hungry look – when we did Julius Caesar at school (a strange play to teach, concerned with overthrowing the government . . ) I played Cassius. Probably because I was skinny, as I couldn’t act!
Esto no se puede hacer. ¿No viste el cartel? No puedes abrir la ventana y agacharte afuera. Aquí hay puentes y túneles. Te hubieras podido morir. Y ahora con esta cabeza nueva – ¿cómo vamos a poder vivir juntos? No te puedo amar así.
i don’t know this word. because i’m turkish and my english is not well. and it sould be a story.
comfort tired bored love song lean on me pisa bored love park warmth home
Lean is to be comfortable and yourself with another person, relying on them because you trust them.
I was leaning against the post and it fell down! “Can you believe it! It just fell down!” I hit the ground hard and everyone came running over. How embarrassing!! I can’t believe something like that would happen to me on the first day of school!
Now I’ll never make any friends at West East Elementary School.
As I looked around the crowd of kids I saw a familiar face; Blake.
He was lean and mean, his chisled jaw was tense with anger and suppressed rage – he was barely controlling the jealous volcano that was threatening to express itself in physical violence. Jakes piercing blue eyes betrayed the volume of his inner conflict
lean. hmm. u can lean on me. i wrote so much. but ur site showed some silly error. i am not gonna write all that again.
This guy is so lean that he cannot keep fit anymore and has to do all that is within his reach to get thinner and work out all the time. This will be the last time I see him exercise so hard over a small issue such as running the 2.4km test and this is like the most i can ever tt
sometimes I want to lean on someone, or maybe even a tree. Because sometimes I feel like I will fall over. Just fall. I don’t want to fall though, that’s why i would really like someone or something to lean on. Leaning is quite nice, especially if you are leaning on a person who really cares and loves you. Maybe a parent, or a partner or just a friend. People should always have someone to lean on. Children especially. They should always have someone to lean on at all times.
again? Lean. Lean on me, whenever you want I’ll never tell you no. I love you more than life itself, what you want, whatever you want, I’ll give with no regard. To me or him or anyone who’s isn’t you. You don’t deserve and neither do I the kind of love as this, but I don’t care, go anywhere, away from me if you must. I’ll follow you, I’ll wait for you and if the world is heavy, lean on me. You needn’t ask, I know what you would say. I’d say yes, no matter what has happened from then til now, what matters more than all that fluff is you are you and I am I and my life, all of it, is tied up in yours, like or not, believe or deny, apart we suffer, together we fly.
it’s in my web mail notebook. i tried to write a poem, i tried to ryham and still am, I suck but maybe I’ll get bettter we’ll see. Or we won’t who cares, at least I bothered to try. Hold me up don’t hold me back and please don’t let me fall. the wind is heavy the rain worse still and i strode into this squall, from comfort family life and dreams i always thought i’d had were nothing in comparison to the scars on broken knees, the truest gifts earned by pains from leaving a life of these
I never had to lean on someone before, the feeling was like I imagined it to be. Chilling. I didn’t like to admit defeat easily, and leaning on someone was doing just that. But at the same time it was comforting and it wasn’t hard to see why people did it so often. It probably would not be something I’d visit often as the chilling feeling outweighed the comforting ones. Humans are such odd creatures, I thought smiling.
Lean on me, darling. The night is not too dark for the both of us, you can stay here. Stay even though you would be needed elsewhere.
I need you right here.
Her lean body whipped about on the stage in a primitive dance. Stars appeared where her slim feet kicked up glitter dust. The blue dress draped across her body floated like clouds. She tossed back her head and her teeth shone bright in a beautiful smile full of delight and insanity. Her throat and shoulders were exposed and white as milk perfectly in harmony with her ebony hair and eyes. A heavy rhythm was being pumped through large speakers. The night was still young.
i’ve been leaning on your shoulder for too long
you need to get back treatment because your spine is twisted thus causing you to subconsciously lean on people.
i have no idea what to write about lean.
how does lean make sense?
i am so bored i could lean. lol.
WHAT LAST SENTENCE?
I promise I won’t lean my arm on your head anymore…even though it is the perfect height for a resting spot since you’re so short! Haha! But, it kinda sucked because the last time you turned your head and your nose landed right in my armpit and you yelled really loud that I smelled like chicken sweat. It was embarrassing.
Love you!