Distilled Melancholy
@distilledm.bsky.social
Unapologetically feeling things deeply. Wannabe artist. I bleed ink to stay sane.
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Modern Quijote.-
Small hands
hanging on
to the entirety
of the universe
that you encompass;
Painfully aware
I was way out
of my league.
No regrets.
I’ve always had
big dreams.
#prompt #writer #vss365 #small
Small hands
hanging on
to the entirety
of the universe
that you encompass;
Painfully aware
I was way out
of my league.
No regrets.
I’ve always had
big dreams.
#prompt #writer #vss365 #small
June 10, 2025 at 11:31 AM
Space debris.-
The sun used to rise
and set in his eyes
—An ever growing need
to revolve around him.
Now lost in the dark cold space
with no clear trajectory;
Well aware of what I’ve lost
and everything it entailed:
He was real.
And for a moment I was too.
#prompt #poetry #writer #whistpr
The sun used to rise
and set in his eyes
—An ever growing need
to revolve around him.
Now lost in the dark cold space
with no clear trajectory;
Well aware of what I’ve lost
and everything it entailed:
He was real.
And for a moment I was too.
#prompt #poetry #writer #whistpr
June 10, 2025 at 1:56 AM
Autumnal blusters.-
Gelid embraces;
boisterous blows
to my unyielding affections;
violent gusts
carrying an assortment
of unsaid words;
it’s amazing
how you bring
winter to my summers;
fast forward:
I’m ready to watch
my world being set ablaze
as you inevitably
leave me behind.
#prompt #poetry
Gelid embraces;
boisterous blows
to my unyielding affections;
violent gusts
carrying an assortment
of unsaid words;
it’s amazing
how you bring
winter to my summers;
fast forward:
I’m ready to watch
my world being set ablaze
as you inevitably
leave me behind.
#prompt #poetry
April 6, 2024 at 4:59 AM
Listening for shards.-
Your words,
piercing daggers
cutting through
my every hope
sharp and lethal;
unforgiving:
much like
your indifference…
#mpotd #poetry #writer #love #unrequited
Your words,
piercing daggers
cutting through
my every hope
sharp and lethal;
unforgiving:
much like
your indifference…
#mpotd #poetry #writer #love #unrequited
April 6, 2024 at 4:46 AM
Listening for shards.-
Your words,
piercing daggers
cutting through
my every hope
sharp and lethal;
unforgiving:
much like
your indifference…
#mpotd #poetry #writer #love #unrequited
Your words,
piercing daggers
cutting through
my every hope
sharp and lethal;
unforgiving:
much like
your indifference…
#mpotd #poetry #writer #love #unrequited
I must confess I always thought we’d have more time…
March 31, 2024 at 4:06 AM
I must confess I always thought we’d have more time…
Carpe diem.-
So stuck looking back,
you’re missing out
on present views…
It might not be perfect,
but it’s real
and it’s happening now.
Seize the day loved one.
Before it too leaves you behind.
#writer #spilledthoughts
So stuck looking back,
you’re missing out
on present views…
It might not be perfect,
but it’s real
and it’s happening now.
Seize the day loved one.
Before it too leaves you behind.
#writer #spilledthoughts
March 29, 2024 at 7:25 PM
Carpe diem.-
So stuck looking back,
you’re missing out
on present views…
It might not be perfect,
but it’s real
and it’s happening now.
Seize the day loved one.
Before it too leaves you behind.
#writer #spilledthoughts
So stuck looking back,
you’re missing out
on present views…
It might not be perfect,
but it’s real
and it’s happening now.
Seize the day loved one.
Before it too leaves you behind.
#writer #spilledthoughts
That’s the door.-
You show up with your bouquets
blooming “I love you”s;
I abstain from responding
in absolute disbelief.
You can’t just decide to feel
when it’s convenient or timely for you;
I’m not some shelter
you can choose to visit only when in need.
Take your lies and go.
#prompt #writer
You show up with your bouquets
blooming “I love you”s;
I abstain from responding
in absolute disbelief.
You can’t just decide to feel
when it’s convenient or timely for you;
I’m not some shelter
you can choose to visit only when in need.
Take your lies and go.
#prompt #writer
February 24, 2024 at 4:21 PM
Unforgiving waters.-
Tear from my chest the love
that I have not asked for,
unbeknownst harvest
of blooming hopes crushed every twilight
how many nights have I cried
facing the sea that separates us?
the waves return to me relentlessly
the bitter roar of loneliness.
#prompt #poetry #writer
Tear from my chest the love
that I have not asked for,
unbeknownst harvest
of blooming hopes crushed every twilight
how many nights have I cried
facing the sea that separates us?
the waves return to me relentlessly
the bitter roar of loneliness.
#prompt #poetry #writer
February 21, 2024 at 11:41 AM
February 14, 2024 at 3:04 PM
Tender thoughts.-
Moments full of tenderness
drip by through my fingers
like torrential downpour
that stimulates my senses
but I can never fully grasp:
right there yet so out of reach
#poetry #writer
Moments full of tenderness
drip by through my fingers
like torrential downpour
that stimulates my senses
but I can never fully grasp:
right there yet so out of reach
#poetry #writer
Tender Thoughts
Moments full of tenderness
drip by through my fingers
like torrential downpour
that stimulates my senses
but I can never fully grasp
right there yet so out of reach.
tempting desires;
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February 4, 2024 at 3:34 PM
Raging Bull.-
Between tangos and heartache
a stranger catches my attention
—my entire existence
torn inside out:
enchanting word weaver.
#TankaThursday #poetry #before
Between tangos and heartache
a stranger catches my attention
—my entire existence
torn inside out:
enchanting word weaver.
#TankaThursday #poetry #before
February 1, 2024 at 5:12 AM
Raging Bull.-
Between tangos and heartache
a stranger catches my attention
—my entire existence
torn inside out:
enchanting word weaver.
#TankaThursday #poetry #before
Between tangos and heartache
a stranger catches my attention
—my entire existence
torn inside out:
enchanting word weaver.
#TankaThursday #poetry #before
Double-edged.-
Please forgive my apprehension
in between hushed words
and oceans filled with hesitation;
the cavity in my chest
renewed and awakened;
drowning in bouts
of new yet familiar;
double-edged sword:
finding what I always wanted
when I can’t have it;
wish I could just look away.
#writer
Please forgive my apprehension
in between hushed words
and oceans filled with hesitation;
the cavity in my chest
renewed and awakened;
drowning in bouts
of new yet familiar;
double-edged sword:
finding what I always wanted
when I can’t have it;
wish I could just look away.
#writer
January 30, 2024 at 10:47 AM
Double-edged.-
Please forgive my apprehension
in between hushed words
and oceans filled with hesitation;
the cavity in my chest
renewed and awakened;
drowning in bouts
of new yet familiar;
double-edged sword:
finding what I always wanted
when I can’t have it;
wish I could just look away.
#writer
Please forgive my apprehension
in between hushed words
and oceans filled with hesitation;
the cavity in my chest
renewed and awakened;
drowning in bouts
of new yet familiar;
double-edged sword:
finding what I always wanted
when I can’t have it;
wish I could just look away.
#writer
Ephemeral.-
Word weavers.
Enchanted lines and
rousing conversations;
blinded—could not tell the difference
between ephemeral declarations
and enticing obsessions;
Suddenly, the shine wore off
just like that of an old penny.
An intoxicating new find.
A reason to turn the page.
#prompt #poetry
Word weavers.
Enchanted lines and
rousing conversations;
blinded—could not tell the difference
between ephemeral declarations
and enticing obsessions;
Suddenly, the shine wore off
just like that of an old penny.
An intoxicating new find.
A reason to turn the page.
#prompt #poetry
January 24, 2024 at 12:50 AM
Old rerun.-
“Eyes on me”,
said he,
as he skillfully
tore my walls
d
o
w
n
…again.
Little did I know,
it was just
so I could
watch him
s l i p a w a y
…once more.
#writer #storyteller
“Eyes on me”,
said he,
as he skillfully
tore my walls
d
o
w
n
…again.
Little did I know,
it was just
so I could
watch him
s l i p a w a y
…once more.
#writer #storyteller
January 16, 2024 at 5:04 AM
Old rerun.-
“Eyes on me”,
said he,
as he skillfully
tore my walls
d
o
w
n
…again.
Little did I know,
it was just
so I could
watch him
s l i p a w a y
…once more.
#writer #storyteller
“Eyes on me”,
said he,
as he skillfully
tore my walls
d
o
w
n
…again.
Little did I know,
it was just
so I could
watch him
s l i p a w a y
…once more.
#writer #storyteller
Untrustworthy.-
random visits
a nuisance
oscillating
between
constant need &
insouciant interest;
wild proclamations
splashed
with affection
and a burning desire
to possess
what’s not yours;
to take
what I’ll never
allow you to steal
what was never
mine to forfeit
in the first place.
#poetry
random visits
a nuisance
oscillating
between
constant need &
insouciant interest;
wild proclamations
splashed
with affection
and a burning desire
to possess
what’s not yours;
to take
what I’ll never
allow you to steal
what was never
mine to forfeit
in the first place.
#poetry
January 15, 2024 at 1:45 PM
Untrustworthy.-
random visits
a nuisance
oscillating
between
constant need &
insouciant interest;
wild proclamations
splashed
with affection
and a burning desire
to possess
what’s not yours;
to take
what I’ll never
allow you to steal
what was never
mine to forfeit
in the first place.
#poetry
random visits
a nuisance
oscillating
between
constant need &
insouciant interest;
wild proclamations
splashed
with affection
and a burning desire
to possess
what’s not yours;
to take
what I’ll never
allow you to steal
what was never
mine to forfeit
in the first place.
#poetry
Uninvited.-
You broke in
to my routine
with sassy remarks
hidden behind
an alleged interest
what it’s like
to crawl out
of the darkness?
I’m always wandering
in this unforgiving umbra
stay?
but you earnestly ran
after professing affections;
were they bitter truths
or sweet little lies?
#poetry
You broke in
to my routine
with sassy remarks
hidden behind
an alleged interest
what it’s like
to crawl out
of the darkness?
I’m always wandering
in this unforgiving umbra
stay?
but you earnestly ran
after professing affections;
were they bitter truths
or sweet little lies?
#poetry
January 15, 2024 at 1:35 PM
Uninvited.-
You broke in
to my routine
with sassy remarks
hidden behind
an alleged interest
what it’s like
to crawl out
of the darkness?
I’m always wandering
in this unforgiving umbra
stay?
but you earnestly ran
after professing affections;
were they bitter truths
or sweet little lies?
#poetry
You broke in
to my routine
with sassy remarks
hidden behind
an alleged interest
what it’s like
to crawl out
of the darkness?
I’m always wandering
in this unforgiving umbra
stay?
but you earnestly ran
after professing affections;
were they bitter truths
or sweet little lies?
#poetry
Dumbfounded.-
Dormant mind
blatantly ignored
all the warning signs
attempting to steer you off this path;
Tender heart
letting him string you along
and tangle you up
in complicated webs of lies;
Naive soul
choosing to trust
one of the most unfaithful beings
you’ve ever come across with
#prompt
Dormant mind
blatantly ignored
all the warning signs
attempting to steer you off this path;
Tender heart
letting him string you along
and tangle you up
in complicated webs of lies;
Naive soul
choosing to trust
one of the most unfaithful beings
you’ve ever come across with
#prompt
January 13, 2024 at 1:40 AM
Dumbfounded.-
Dormant mind
blatantly ignored
all the warning signs
attempting to steer you off this path;
Tender heart
letting him string you along
and tangle you up
in complicated webs of lies;
Naive soul
choosing to trust
one of the most unfaithful beings
you’ve ever come across with
#prompt
Dormant mind
blatantly ignored
all the warning signs
attempting to steer you off this path;
Tender heart
letting him string you along
and tangle you up
in complicated webs of lies;
Naive soul
choosing to trust
one of the most unfaithful beings
you’ve ever come across with
#prompt
Raised glass.-
Let us toast to emptiness
—the one thing remaining
when the flames die;
faith withers as time drips by;
scabs cover tender flesh,
and hopelessness reigns;
anger roars scratching silences:
attempting to mask pains
no amount of apologies can remedy.
#prompt #writer #poetry
Let us toast to emptiness
—the one thing remaining
when the flames die;
faith withers as time drips by;
scabs cover tender flesh,
and hopelessness reigns;
anger roars scratching silences:
attempting to mask pains
no amount of apologies can remedy.
#prompt #writer #poetry
January 13, 2024 at 1:28 AM