Walls

Mauern

Die Zeit sie ist vergangen

und Wünsche wurden wahr

das Herz, es mag verlangen

wenn der Kopf auch nicht ganz klar.

Die Begierde stets konstant

mit starren Blick grad aus

fremd was einst bekannt

füllt nun mein Herz voll aus.

Ich war es leid zu trauern

und dem Neide nach zu geben

so errichtete ich Mauern

doch falsch war mein Bestreben.

Sie trennten nur noch weiter

was längst schon seiden hing

die Angst vermehrte heiter

bevor sie zu Boden ging.

Mit lauten Knall verlor sie

die zu lang bestrittene Schlacht

und neben meiner Furcht

fielen auch die Mauern jener Nacht. 

- by Weltenasche.

Spiegelung deiner Augen

Das Tor zur Seele steht

niemand Zugang zu erlauben

mit Ausnahme von Einem

jene Spiegelung in den Augen.

So stand ich zuletzt vor dir

deiner Augenblicke streifend

Vertrauen in der Luft

mit bloßer Hand zu greifen.

Vernahm besagte Spiegelung

in deinen schönen Augen

und als sie meines Bildes trugen

konnt' ich es gar nicht glauben.

Dein Tor es stand nun offen

nur mir war es je frei

der Schwelle immer näher

trat ich mit Kuss vorbei.

by Weltenasche.

Reviewing your profile, it strikes me that you say that you are no stranger to erotic texts.I also write poetry and short stories, and I have received requests for erotic. In my case, I feel that it is something too intimate, to put it on the table my own experiences and kinks. May I ask if you don't post it because it's too intimate? Nice poetry, btw.

On the one hand, it certainly has to do with the fact that such writings bring certain thoughts and imaginations to light. For me, desire, lust and eroticism are linked to so much more than just a beautiful body and could never be satisfied only by such; there's more to it.

And this "more" is something I do not want to disclose so freely to everyone, just as I do not want to make deep feelings and thoughts accessible to everyone. True intimacy is a gift not to be shared with everyone.

Another reason is the fact that our language is limited and we can only ever try to translate sensations into it - an endeavor doomed to failure from the start. This insufficiency of language, the errors in translation, the inadequacy that becomes so painfully apparent with each successive word, is something that also bothers me a lot in this field, just as it does in the field of poetry.

But it also has to do with the fact that I - at least here on tumblr - do not have the feeling that many people are capable of looking at such a piece of writing in a detached way and possibly understand it as an invitation to approach me with sexual advances, as that has already happened through one or the other text or image post on my part. In general, I have made the experience that writings of this kind are far too often understood as some kind of invitation and far too rarely as an expression of feelings or art.

As you can see, there are a lot of reasons and in the end it will be a mixture of the ones shared above and those that I have not explicitly mentioned.

Thank you for the compliment, by the way.

Trauer

Und gerade schmerzen die Gedanken sehr,

weil sie wieder in mir keimt

und sich im Innern eint

Zusammenschließt aus Angst und Frust

entgegen aller Liebeslust.

Weil Tränen salzig und auch kalt

ganz ungebremst und ohne Halt

die Wangen längst ihr Eigen nennen

und sie sogleich hinunter rennen;

Immer wachsend in der Zahl

als hätten sie gar keine Wahl

fallen sie - zum Boden tiefer

springen ab - von meinem Kiefer.

Um dort leise zu zerspringen

in das eigen Meer zu dringen

das nun wächst auf lange Dauer

unterstützt durch meine Trauer.

- by Weltenasche.

Klingt voll cool :) Stehst du dann auch auf so nerdy zeug wie cosplays, comic con oder sowas in der art?

Ich kann die Begrifflichkeit nur begrenzt einordnen, aber ich denke nicht, nein. Ich war noch nie auf einer Convention oder ähnlichem und für Cosplays kann ich mich auch nicht wirklich begeistern.

Es gibt ein paar Spiele/Bücherreihen, welche ich recht interessant finde. Dazu zählen zum Beispiel die Monster Hunter und die Metro Reihe, wobei ich bei letztgenannten sowohl die Spiele als auch Bücher sehr unterhaltsam fand.

Hey poetry boy what are you up to?

What is your biggest regret in life so far?

Signing up on tumblr and enabling the ask feature is pretty high on that list.

But in all seriousness, I think it's the fact that I was forced to spend too much time with the wrong people and given too little time with the right ones.

You should do something about the calluses on your hands ... it's disgusting and no woman likes that 🤮🤮

They don't bother me; they're just a by-product of the sport I do. I've yet to meet a woman who was bothered by them

Can you give me a tip on how to start with the gym and stay consistent? I tried multiple approaches and multiple times I just let go after a few sessions since I don't like it. But I still want to lose weight and build some muscle 😥 any tips are appreciated!

I think the most important thing to understand is that it's not always fun and that motivation is a limited resource that you shouldn't rely on. What you should (and can) rely on is discipline and this is what you need to build up.

Something else that I noticed while reading your message, however, is that there are many types of sport and you don't necessarily have to go to the gym to achieve the goals you mentioned. It's not essential for losing weight, which you can ensure by simply being in a calorie deficit, nor is it essential for building muscle, since you can build muscle independently with other sports; although of course muscle hypertrophy is not necessarily as much of a focus as it is in the gym.

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