Your Last Rose (Poems1&Jan. Theme) by gallimel
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Your last Rose
That's there,
it's your last rose
falling petals down
along the tears I've cried.
You went out,
out of this caging room,
ravine-room,
you went out,
and with you my life
went out too.
I don't wanna look at you,
out lights aren't anymore
and I won't disturb the darkness.
Well, I suppose that when I'll be sad
your face will become a scratch on my naked skin,
and your name an angry scream,
the wind that turns hurricane,
and I'll lose the words that I never said to you,
but I won't be allowed to pronounce them again.
No more pictures,
cos everything that's passed hurts
and it will be so long so.
No rings: your telephone is silent now just like your heart:
mine's not here, no more.
Cos until I'm gonna be sad
your face's a scratch on naked skin,
an angry scream your name will be,
in the wind that becomes hurricane
I will be losing the words I never said to you,
until I won't long to tell them to you no more.
No, I won't be always this sad
if your face will be
a scratchin knife on naked skin,
no more when I can say your name with only anger
that I can't forget,
I think I'll shout those words
I've never said:
they're gonna vanish out
till their sense will be just a far away lament,
till their sense will be just a far away chant,
till their sense will be just a far away moment...
till they...
will just be, nothing that I can be.
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Photoshop, 3 layers, 1 hour aprox of work from this photo of mine I took at Xmas
as source image
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This poem is part of a series of around 90 of them I composed from 1996 to 1998
that I translate now from Italian to English tryin to preserve their mood, which is,
unlikely my general one these days, very "borderly time"
(I was in between 19 and 20 then and I was having LOTS of confusion in my mind,
like any other teenager that grows up), a mixture of sadness, angst, depression,
doubts about love&life and basically a pouring out in shitty days
(even the most hyped up will be just a depressive side of euphoria, you'll see).
I will use this poem series to explore Photoshop composition out from drawing and painting,
and I would like many of you to be models for me, to variate a bit my collection of stuff.
For this specific poem and piece though, I felt appying
too the characteristics chosen for theJanuary Theme "Creation, Beginning, Rebirth" seen as
existential meanings after a love affair gone to trash.
Hope you'll enjoy and.. some more days without connection for me but at least for three days I'll be around ;)I am missin you all!!! :).
Comments (97)
Really Beautiful. Your mix of colours pushes your gipping poem very well. Corven
Very cool image and excellent poem .
Oh Meli, your words are heartfelt and powerful. I think many of us have felt the same way during those turbulent times. Your artwork as always is visually stunning. Thanks for sharing with us.
I miss you, Meli! Love the texture feel of the darkened window... Great work!
what shall i say -- thanks for being you!!! - thanks for sharing your thoughts and your works with us - wonderful poem!!!!!
You used your original photo in such an interesting way! The rose has become thousands of birds who fly away and back! Excellent completion, Meli! Welcome back - at least for awhile. Hope you'll be back soon completely. Roses and hugs to you, Meli:-D
Wonderful atmosphere Meli, suits your poem very well.Great texture and color.
sweet action image, I like the colors a bunch, and the whole interaction of the text and texture. Definitely an exciting piece.
Hi Meli! As I was reading this poem, I thought to myself...she is young, but upon reading your footnote, realized it was past. What amazes me about youth, is how "possesive" we were. How we believed that love was connected to dependence. I grew up during the "free love" movement. Now that I'm older, I really understand what that means. It's not expecting anything in return! I'm glad you've matured beautifully out of that "adolescense"!
Cool pic Melania, and your source image is really nice too :)
Beautiful poem and image Meli.
Excellent image, Meli!!!!!
Very nice the strange effect! Well done! Excellent
Thanks Meli for translating your wonderful poem! I have suffered such a loss, and although I'm sure your poem has lost some flow in the translation, the feeling is still there! Powerful and expressive! Beautiful source image and postwork in Photoshop! Bravo!
A quaint and prodigious presentation. Incredible yet a bit strange! :-) Excellent!
Un cambiamento di stile che mi piace MOLTISSIMO!!! VOTE
Excellent my unpredictable friend! You mix colors like an Angel...V!
Wonderful colors and noise treatment, great together with your poem!
The crumpled tin foil is as of a traffic accident. You though appear as impermeable stone.
Welcome back my sweet Meli!! Missed u too u know!! There's definitely something missing when u're not around!! All my love my dear friend! :)
A VERY UNIQUE IMAGE WITH A SENSE OF STRANGENESS TO IT, BUT VERY POWERFUL!! GOOD TO HAVE YA BACK MISS MELI!
Totally awesome Meli. Went through a break up with my son 21 and his fiance over thanksgiving and christmas. It hurts even hurts the parents to see their kids go through something like that.
Beautiful & strong, I love this. Excellent work, I've been missing your posts :-) Glad to see you're posting again.
EXTREME AWESOME!! :)
Beautiful work Meli!! So much rich emotions flow from your creative hands!
moving words and image Meli:)
I really, really enjoy these kinds of studies. The words and picture both are very engaging and interesting. You are so generous with yourself!
for a minute there, i thought, oh no, not more tragedy for dearest meli... glad to read it's from the past... some of the best work is made from these moods... beautiful dreamwork of color, light, you & words :]
wonderful words and image.......and take time don't rush..life is to short......I missed you too here...
Very nice colours in this image Meli. The poem is very nice also. Excellent work!