Jump to content

Herculine

Supporter
  • Posts

    1141
  • Joined

  • Last visited

Posts posted by Herculine

  1. Thank you for visiting my garden. I love this poem, and am flattered that I could help inspire you. I also just read the Death Metal Song... did you write it as well? I'm a fan of bands like Cannibal Corpse and found the lyrics very fitting. I look forward to seeing more of your work.

     

    Thank you, and yes, these are all written by me. I have written many poems and song lyrics; I may post more but I'm not sure if I'd like to share them all here... though I have to say it could get quite addictive. ;)

    I don't really listen to Cannibal Corpse, but I listen to Death metal-like bands like Dethklok, Converge, Slipknot, All That Remains, Textures; to Black metal like Cradle of Filth, Belphegor, Emperor, Satyricon, and Dimmu Borgir. I think the Not Real song was mostly inspired by All That Remains and Sevendust, with the addition of a Holocaust class I took.

     

    I love Cradle Of Filth! I use the intros to many of their songs as part of my Oblivion soundtrack!

  2. Thank you for visiting my garden. I love this poem, and am flattered that I could help inspire you. I also just read the Death Metal Song... did you write it as well? I'm a fan of bands like Cannibal Corpse and found the lyrics very fitting. I look forward to seeing more of your work.
  3. People constantly grow and change. It is the nature of life and being human. Today I am not exactly the same person I was yesterday. And nobody is out there collecting my old parts.
  4. I love, but loved am I?

    Why does my lover's touch make me cry?

     

    I feel alone though this space we share;

    My empty heart cold with despair.

     

    All alone in a crowded room;

    All alone in a world of gloom.

     

    How much more must a person take?

    How much longer before her heart breaks?

     

    Where to find love in this world of danger?

    Where to find love in a world of strangers?

     

    My heart I must hide for fear of pain;

    My heart I can never surrender again.

     

    I cannot escape my deepest fear

    Of betrayal again from one I hold dear.

     

    It is my choice to suffer alone,

    To carry my burdens all on my own.

     

    My own oppressor, I sit here and cry,

    Certain of loneliness to the day when I'll die.

  5. Herculine sat staring at her computer display in utter awe, awe of the volume of work this amazing writer was continuing to post on the gaming website. She did a bit of writing herself from time to time, but to her chagrin had never produced any substantial volume of work. Thus she was amazed by "Maharg67", for he consistently on a daily basis released new installments of his story that in her opinion were quite worthy of publication. Thus she envied him his talents, his prolific writing prowess, and actually felt a bit ashamed of herself for not completing more of her own work. As she clicked her mouse to move on to the next forum topic she made a resolution to herself, resolved to again shower Maharg67 with compliments the next time she posted a reply in one of his threads. After all, he deserved it.
×
×
  • Create New...