Weltenasche - WeltenAsche

As a kid, was there something you absolutely wanted to do as an adult? If so did you do it?

I was quite an introverted child and preferred to spend time with myself, which resulted in certain preferences for activities. For example, I liked to spend my free time reading, doing card tricks, but as there were also "quantum leaps" in terms of technology in my childhood, I also liked to spend time gaming.

I don't remember too many details about my childhood, but I do remember that it was always a bit of a dream for me to develop a game myself and understand how they were built. And now it's been a few years since my childhood and I've developed not just one game, but several with different game engines and programming languages and now understand the build and development process, which has probably only added to my fascination.

In short: Yes, I did.

Having pencil arms and talking about your passion for sport lmao. Get a grip on reality dude 😂😂😂

I mean, you're not wrong in some ways. There are few things I find more boring than direct arm training.

Fallen Eden

In the garden we tended, once blooming with light,

shadows have fallen and day turned to night.

The roses lie broken, the trees stand alone,

what once was our Eden is but overgrown stone.

The nature we cherished now whispers no song,

the paths we once wandered feel twisted and wrong.

Where love used to flourish, the roots intertwine,

nothing may live in this garden of mine.

by Weltenasche.

Was bedeutet für dich Schmerz?

Schmerz verdeutlicht mir am Leben zu sein.

Ich sehe in seiner Existenz nichts unliebsames, vielmehr setzen mir die langen Zeiträume der Gleichgültigkeit zu, wenn ich zu lange nicht von ihr ablassen kann; Oder will. Die wortkargen Versprechen von Apathie und Lethargie können anfangs betörend wirken, aber alles hat seinen Preis.

Reflections

You made me beautiful, held within your eyes,

a reflection I could cherish, to my surprise.

But in a thousand gazes, I sought in vain,

that same sweet beauty, I'd never find again.

by Weltenasche.

Why don't you answer my message in your inbox? :(

By being anonymous, you make it quite difficult for me to match you to a specific question. But if I haven't answered it, it's most likely because I don't find it interesting, don't have the time, willingness, or creativity at the moment, the "question" wasn't a question but another unnecessary side note on a topic of your choice, or a mixture of the reasons above.

Langsam liegt dein Duft vergangen schleichend kehrt mir Ruhe ein wenn auch die Lippen stets verlangen dir immer wieder nah zu sein.

Weltenasche

Leaves

The leaves; gold and brown

the wind has blown;

they stumble down

from wooden throne.

Landing there

to die in peace

I envy them

for deaths release.

by Weltenasche.

Are all your poems tagged with #mine? I can't seem to find all of them

No, they are tagged with #writingwa

That way you'll find all poems I have written and published on this blog.

Would you agree that you should follow your heart and that what makes you feel good is always right for you?

Again, I would like to mention that words like "right" and "wrong" have no special meaning. I think nothing is inherently right or wrong, just as nothing is good or bad; these are all just categories into which we divide the world so as not to be overwhelmed by its complexity. With that being said, I don't think that everything that feels good is good or right for you unless you look at it from a hedonistic point of view.