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WordsHelp Nov 2018
i should have read the contract
before dating you
before loving you
before you
if i had read your terms and conditions
          -*** whenever i need it, your feelings aside
         - put up with my delicate ego, but allow me to slowly shatter
                    every ounce of your self-worth
          -you must not say or do anything more intelligent than I or
                    you have given grounds to publicly humiliate you
          -do not touch my fragile masculinity
          -i am permitted to treat you as inferior to myself

if i had read the fine print
then maybe i wouldn’t have signed four years of my life away
I hit
NDA that
❤️ me
the cast
but sight
furious as
her tat
for dark
on screen
and put
her spot
to the
bed she
caught this
action purport
law was
stage guitar
Brandon Conway Oct 2018
Sleeping is a contract
I keep signing
Waking is a contract
I keep breaking
I just want what
Kumbhakarna had
nidravatvam
six months isn't much
so I can sleep this
sickness away.
Dani Oct 2018
Sailing through storms, lost at sea
Two ship search for love, they plea
Lost in the unknown, two ships
But relief was found on your lips
Not knowing what we found
A love, or lust, or trust inbound?
Ships tethered together tightly
Surrounded by chaos, so unsightly
But your eyes like the ocean
Slowly swaying me, a beautiful motion
I didn’t know I was searching for you
I didn’t know what I could do
‘Til I found your touch
I couldn’t get enough, to you I clutch
Feelings of adoration, giving me inspiration
Appreciation so strong, my salvation
Chaos ensues over the sea
Two ships search for love, they plea
Untethered by contract made too long ago
One made before truth I didn’t then know
Longing for each other, but belonging to another
Should we even bother, to go undercover
Or brake free and together always be?
Tell me if you can, are we forever lost at sea?
Jeff Gaines Apr 2018
Hello everyone,

  I'm so very sorry … I feel horrible doing this, but I have no choice. You see, I have published my first book on Amazon/Kindle! This piece (and many others) had to be taken down because they do not allow published material to be available online for free. (Go figure) I wanted to leave the shell of the posts because I felt compelled to leave all your helpful and loving comments. (Silly sentimental, I know), but I also didn't want to just have the pieces disappear without an explanation. I feel bad enough as it is!

  I owe ALL of you so, SO much for all of your reads, love, and support. It was YOU that gave me the gumption to FINALLY get off my **** and publish! Thank you all for the warm comments, camaraderie, and encouragement! I will still be here, reading, uploading and just being the Rascal that I am. How could I EVER leave you guys?

  The book is called “The Way I See It – FictionPhilosophySoul Food” and it will be FREE for the first few days on Kindle Select, so watch for it, if you are interested. I hope that you go and grab it. If you do, I would also hope that you find it worthy, you would leave me a good review. That will help me get in the public eye! Soon afterward (2-3 days or so), it will be available in paperback.

Find the book(s) here: www.amazon.com/author/jeff.gaines

Or find the book(s), and all about me, here: www.JeffGaines.world

  Soon after, I also hope to have my first novel (a supernatural thriller), called “Wanderer” available as well!

  Wish me luck!
Big, Biggest Love,
        Jeff Gaines
(BTW, of course, this word is Latin)

From Wikipedia:
Stipulatio was the basic form of a contract in Roman law. It was made in the format of question and answer.
Dakota J Dawson Mar 2018
I want a call
For my name
Outloud

An Alabama wedding
I love her
I mean him

Derision
Decison unto my simplicity
Deranged

Mad
Glad
With a bag

Wrap it
Around her
Sunny head

Where is he?
I am sad
Needy

Cry
Beg
Constant pain

Undecided
Toward contract
Ultimate commitment
Jessie Schwartz Feb 2018
Little Deal… by Jessie 7/05

Little boy, wipe your tears men aren’t supposed to cry

Little girl, feeling fat, ***** till you die

Little boy, drink some more, until the pain is gone

Little girl, pop a pill, nothing will seem wrong

Little boy, take a leap and feel the rope pull tight

Little girl, walk the streets, tonight may be the night

Little boy cut your wrists then close your eyes and sleep

Little girl, hold it in and never make a peep

Little boy, take the gun and put it to your head

Little girl, jump in the pool then breath until your dead

Little boy, little girl, what message will you hear?

Sell your soul to me, there’s nothing you should fear
Devan Ducasse Jul 2017
I knew what I signed up for the minute I kissed your lips
I signed up for long nights texting you
And wanting you to be with me and not her

You knew what you signed up for the minute you kissed my lips
You signed up knowing you were going to end my relationship of 2 years
And guilt constantly circulating in your veins

We knew what we signed up for the minute we kissed each others lips
We signed up for a night of wild hot ***
And always craving the other person

I knew what I signed up for the minute I started to straddle you
I signed up for always feeling bad that I caused you to cheat
And knowing what I was doing was going against my morals

You knew what you signed up for the minute your hands went down my pants
You signed up for days and nights of flirting
And trying not to show your fear of it getting out

We knew what we signed up for the minute our clothes came off
We signed up for sleepless nights of texting
And always thinking about each other

I knew the minute I signed this contract that our friendship would end
I knew this contract would make me swim in guilt but not care
And I signed it with my best pen

You knew the minute you signed this contract that I would begin to feel so bad
You knew this contract was going against everything you believed in
And you signed it so beautifully

We knew the minute we signed this contract that what we were doing was wrong
We knew this contract outlined all the sins we were committing
And we still signed it
sol May 2017
what a lovely thing it is
to know
you gave your heart
but not
your soul

yet you still lost it all
because you forgot
that when you signed
your heart away
your soul was
the fine
print.

this is what you get
when you try
to share
your life
with another.
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