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Re: a comment on Celebrity by horus8 31-Jan-07/2:57 PM
good one.
Re: Alternatives by Dovina 29-Jan-07/12:28 AM
I love how, overall, your position bobs as perfectly still as a cut and clear turd in a tsunami. So what you're saying is if we win we'd be right, and if we lose we can still say "I'm sorry, how's about a hug abdhula", and still be sort of okay sort of like maybe. okay in forgiveness, and just, well chatting about our issues.
Like for one: America is babylon, the new atlantis, so you fucking rags and negroes, and wild eyed gooks have best understand, we will get your trees, your oil, your jewels and the little girls, so play ball ball, or possibly die, or be hugged.
Re: The Monday Hangover by Miggy 29-Jan-07/12:14 AM
The hand job.
Re: A Fart For All Mankind by Edna Sweetlove 9-Jun-06/7:55 PM
Exactly, once again you Brits prove you're entire universe is a black and white snap shot of a fatman sipping tea, and smelling ass. Thank god I'm a yankee, I can at least move past fart noises and onto other things like Jews, media, toast, and imploding politicians. fucking limey pirate cunt, I wouldn't even throw a dart at you in a pub on a whim. Because see, I'm on mushrooms and playing music, and writing poetry mate. I'm handsome, and blasting through life all a gawk, but you, you're a fucking whiner, and a bore. You always have been, to be Frank, although I'm Horus. You understand, that's why you read it, and whine, not imaginative enough to have done anything with your life. just another suit in a long line of complaints.
Re: Edna's Lovely World Cup Poem by Edna Sweetlove 9-Jun-06/7:48 PM
I came so close to caring, but than...
Well, I realized how completely boring you
truly have become.
Re: a comment on I hate your guts and think you're stupid by horus8 9-Jun-06/7:45 PM
You know? I'd probably buy that load of bollocks if you didn't read my "bad writing skills" soooo much...
But for the hell of it, let me help you clarify your
sentences better, and let us ignore my disregard for proper spelling years ago; it was an obvious lazy phase.

Drop "skills" from your trite jest, it's redundant. But if you really want to be hip, and not sound like you're about to choke an a handful of gristle and sour bitch tit? Turn it to skillz, and then pipe smoke my dick-fuzz you redcoat asshat.
Re: a comment on Horus8 & The Werewolves Live At The Hard Rock Cafe by horus8 23-May-06/7:56 PM
You click on something that says "Horus8 & The Werewolves Live At The Hard Rock Cafe" and then say "this is a(n) poetry site not an ad bee blah"? why fucking click on it then you reduntant guff whiner.
Re: a comment on Horus8 Live, a benefit for materialism by horus8 23-May-06/7:39 PM
They didn't vote me a wanker you mouth full of lukewarm nigger spunk. They voted (H)orus8 a wanker, some fuck pretending to be me, as usual. See, because you're British and utterly full of the same tripe you're making an effort to contrast? you have no clue what you're saying, or why you're saying it. No doubt why your people would sell their mothers to a gossip column for an assfull of fingers and another hour of tea and heresay. But other than that, how's the carreer? Precisely, you're just another fan, fondeling my stipends. Thanks for the thrust, and free ads.
Re: A Sexy Crucifixion Poem by Edna Sweetlove 21-May-06/10:38 PM
Yes, the palestinian sun is so much more yellow than the kike one. You are aware. even smoking that pulsing pale bananna like a heady hippie looking for a queerly biblical retreat.
Re: A Prayer For God's Soldiers As They Kill For Him by Edna Sweetlove 21-May-06/10:36 PM
You must get bored without legs riding that portable caddy you call a carreer.
Re: Peeping Through The Window by Edna Sweetlove 21-May-06/10:34 PM
Christ, that was a piping hot plate full of rope trajectory.
Re: Descartes' Immortal Truth by Edna Sweetlove 21-May-06/10:34 PM
Yes, you are, ah har dee har har...
but being so quick with your ass
you should have noticed the pass
that the sporitely priest made
Upon your gay parade
you're hardly gay, but a fan.
Re: The Acorn Daisies by MacFrantic 27-Feb-06/3:34 PM
ewee.
Re: Finding Gin and Santa by richa 27-Feb-06/3:33 PM
lol
Re: The And women by INTRANSIT 27-Feb-06/3:32 PM
Needs a new ending.
Re: Today's Spam by nentwined 27-Feb-06/3:29 PM
ha ha...
Re: a comment on Send The Devil... by horus8 8-Feb-06/8:56 AM
Hospital for what?
Ice? As in drugs?
As for Hedwig, yes, she's a horrible person
and needs a good doctor and some serious counseling.
She systematically destroys every good things she comes
into contact with. She needs medication, a doctor,
and probably a lifetime of therapy. Fortunately,
I've lived my life never needing a mother, or really knowing
her or her family so it's no skin off my back, and I'm a lot
better off for it. She covers all truth in treacherous lie,
like a thick fog that no-one can wake up from, but that
third rate witchcraft has never worked on me. Sad thing is.
It's not her fault it's her fathers, and his stepfathers fault the priest. Incest, and sexual abuse exists on many levels kiddo, and regardless, no child should have to go through it. Or the kind of head trips and double talk that comes along with it. I'm just happy to still be sane, and
healthy. With people like Hedwig out there, the world is
a dangerous place. You are a good boy. You never did anything
wrong. Kids aren't raised the way you and I were raised brandon. they are loved in a stable home, and given the truth
and a steady supply of love, education, and opportunities.
Not turned into abused slaves through lie, sexual manipulations, and FEAR. The reason Mother in I do not get along is because she has a dark force inside of her, and if she's around me I will not tolerate it. Think back to the night she lied about my father not being my father...
I have no tolerance for cheap liars, charletans, and pointless black magic. I love my family, and she has no place in it. I love this earth, and she did not bring me here, and she has absolutely nothing to do with how I live my life.
She's just an abused child running around in old lady skin, controled by a dark spirit that grandfather gave her, she tried to give it to me, but it never took. I know the difference between what's right and wrong. That's why life has shined bright upon me granting me the wishes and the light I wanted to be. She can never have that, but you are always welcome with me. You are my brother, and a part of me.
I will always champion you.


Love,

the oldest of many.
Re: a comment on Horus8 & The Werewolves Live... by horus8 18-Sep-05/12:45 PM
You're kidding! Sweet...

I don't know, I've already written it, and can send you an electronic version,
but I might change publishers, we'll see.
Re: a comment on Horus8 & The Werewolves Live... by horus8 18-Sep-05/12:43 PM
Reindeer?
Re: Awakening by Quarton 17-Sep-05/9:05 AM
Good


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