Your Last Rose (Poems1&Jan. Theme) by gallimel
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No AI - This artwork was created entirely by hand or with traditional digital tools.
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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)
Very excellent work. Great art!
welcome back meli! a great artwork from you again :-)
I think of you often and wonder where you are. Your picture does compliment your words. Those words are smooth but full of pain. It brings me to a thought that continues to plague me each day. The thought of how memory and thoughts full of anticipation actually are better then the present moment because of reality's harshness and the failure to take in only the beauty of that present moment because we are humans plagued by heat, sweat, hunger, etc. where in the mind does not exist. Hugs dear, I miss you.
Wonderful words and the image does look like a mix of emotions to me! Very special work!!
You are really a true artist Meli; this work is unsurpassed. You must publish it.
Facinating work my friend,oh what memories !I love them but hate them,beautifull artwork throughout:-)byeeeeeee calum
what else could I say?? :)
yes...the birds of color rippleing across the image bring hope and job to all that sees //great image the poem is great too
This image is outstanding, super use of the foil effect and the gradient hues are superb! Very fitting colors and shapes with the dynamic nature of the poem!
Your words are very touching, but you're not alone! I think we've all had these feelings at one point. I love the image you've created here. Beautiful work.
thanks melania - this is an amazinh composition... i love the colors and the feelings... and the peom.... A LOT :)
Very beautiful poem it also reminds me sorrows of love of my adolescence but in fact a sorrow of love has no age :) Wonderful artwork, Meli !
great work meli!!! :o)
W O W The words are powerfull Meli & the art to compliment it! Outstanding work. For some reason Ive not gotten ebot. HUGE HUGZ
It's lovely and filled with feelings. We have talked about it in the years and I can really feel your feelings you felt then as when you told me too. And the poem is wonderful. Don't know what else to say really. :) The style of the artwork reminds me of the little piece you did for my Writing post in here. The same sort of colours and reminisence of autumn. Love it :) Even if it is dark.
It is hard for me to remember the turbulent times you speak of. Many years, decades, have past. A stable life, smooth emotions without ups and downs has been my way for a long time. As you find your own peace and stability these memories, so fresh and active, will slowly fade into unconsciousness. But is that a good thing? A life without passion, a life of sameness and sanity is not always what we think it will be. Feelings of pain and anger are still feelings, not feeling anything is perhaps a worse way to live. As always your words and your graphic images are thought provoking and beautiful.
Wonderful, dear Meli, Your pain shows through. You always do such a wonderful job in showing your feelings in your work. Your work always makes me think and feel. Excellent!
TRIPLE EXCELLENT MELANIA MY FRIEND
What a interesting, sincere and romantic soul you have.
As always luv your artwork accompanied by your words , beautiful mood from the image and the poem.
Wonderful atmosphere, Great texture and color...:o)
Of shattered dreams, shards have remained... that time will polish to priceless gems... Of withered roses, petals have fallen... that spring will grow to blossoms again...
Splendida elaborazione. Mi piacciono molto le immagini "ruvide". Okay, quando si ricorre alle sinestesie, meglio staccare per un po'. :)
The texture seems to be dancing.
Very cool image and nice story.
Time really gives perspective, doesn't it?
Hmmmm...I see you are using photoshop more now a days, What a web page you have got. Have you tried to paint with its pencil or charcoal effects? like the real thing though. You've got a hundred loyal fans too :)
WOWWWWW Melania not only you are a great artist but you are also a marvellous poetry, I love your style my dear big kisses ti voglio bene Orietta ciao ciao ^_^
Wonderful!!!!
How could I miss this one... it's beautiful!!