Anyhow in this chaotic situation around me, it is one of the feelings that I have perceived. The main idea is based on how on one sec I feel very optimistic about the life and the next I'm sure no one's going to come with a new hope. I lose my smile my appetite, my sleep. On the whole I am restless and walk around like a zombie. The idea of showing ruin and so much light is based on the feeling of laying a very weak bridge of feeling between the two. The idea of dissolving person is although an inspiration; but it fits so perfectly in the whole picture of this confusion; showing how time is consuming everything... Remaining blanks were filled by the model's expression; so here we are withe the end result:
Deemed utopia and purple skies,
A guy made of butterflies...
From the dark cores he came for thee,
but time has written not to be!
Sitting in intense light of fated betray,
he lets the soul die...as pure existence dissolves away.
And he waits for the end...as time swings away.
A beating heart she blessed him with,
A sweet faith with a simple twist.
As he got the wings to fly,
fate gave him some tears to cry!
From the dark caves to the purple skies,
Once I was the man made of butterflies!
At the end I will like to thank deviant art where I was able to find stock photos for completing this piece and off course the model itself.
Cheers.
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