Celestial22

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A Poet's Procedure by WinteroftheSoul, literature

Becoming smaller.... by Waeffe, literature

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Becoming smaller....

With my hand held in his, as tight as always I remember Secure yet so frail, my thoughts pour over In this public space, where we become but cattle Cheap and expendable, human no more With my memories abundant With mine eyes laden and full I find myself once more, dwelling on moments forever lost Tangible and self-tormented, knowing with certainty Waiting on his words, on the smallest bit of him They shall happen never They shall not appear His eyes tight shut, beaten and weary-boned A lifetime of provision, with ne'er the slightest complaint Feeling such impossibilities, that I may ever be like I am made of him I am become h

....and into nothing.... by Waeffe, literature

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....and into nothing....

....and into nothing.... For all the years I caused you grief And for all the fears you took from me With unbounded strengths to protect And the unfettered patience that was always I find myself in these ends of days In contemplations reverie Forever in your debt Ever in complete awe of your humilities shown. For I now know your pains and tears They abound within me each thought That screams it’s presence it’s right to be And course around what’s left of me The slightest ache the least of woes Takes a toll far worse than known Gladly I would live this instead To give more life to ease the loss. Yet with each drawn breath

When worlds fade.... by Waeffe, literature

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When worlds fade....

When worlds fade…. With the impending finality Of the ending of worlds I sit in solitary contemplation At what will, and what must change The sweetened excitement Of return to arms willing Is tempered sickly With terrible reveries As colours fly by Each gliding their duties Whilst the serene calmness of waiting Ticks and tocks in relentless silence Four ever unready for The unspoken sonnet And the ending hushed From these dream-like moments Falling absentmindedly and abstract As sure as the glories of a life Once thriving and golden Slows and beats less often Stripped of former paths And laying beholden Every day shrinks and all Too so

Watching, waiting and falling.... by Waeffe, literature

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Watching, waiting and falling....

Watching, waiting and falling.... In lonely vigil I attend Stomach churning And recoiling from the drowning In each laboured utterance Head bowed I sit Bone-sick and shuddering From all that comes To pass seems impossible now You ask how long And I am lost Cowering once more I find From hour to hour And thought by thought I hide my face from all That may realise what lays beyond And before the page is set We share unspoken and unheard Simple meanings And simpler perceptions Yet who shall cast And who will be the bearer As I consider the script Upon which the last is found Ungainly confusions swirl And then more silence I turn and maybe Bu

Of the drawing of days.... by Waeffe, literature

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Of the drawing of days....

Of the drawing of days.... Unrecognisable these days Your laboured voice whispers With such strained and needful tones Each word that escapes Rides in tandem with your expression Bone-sharp and poorly hidden Easily it is seen the never-ending effort And the spiraling cost it now takes I am constantly held in utmost awe At the command of your own And the focus it takes To be understood To be alive Oft with little more than a look I respond But always hang my head As I gaze wonderingly at your hand in mine For half a lifetime it has remained And now it is so close to release I am continually bound In a looping tumultuous repeat As the for

Emptiness abounds.... by Waeffe, literature

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Emptiness abounds....

Emptiness abounds.... How quickly now do fortunes turn From abodes of calming tranquility Via such unnecessary conflicts We agree to changes Accepting the choices made On behalf of the faded But with the cool realisation Of whom truly has decided And to where any such future doubts Should be guided towards Where once we opened our very life We found only resentment and spite While in initial hopeful oblivion The foul instruments were soon to be played In sufferance we each turned Seeing clearly the anguish Brought to the door of ending And taken to the impossible extremes In horrified disbelief we step back Unable to fight this cause no mo

Of the darkening of days.... by Waeffe, literature

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Of the darkening of days....

Of the darkening of days.... For one last time your image Is seared in my thoughts Forever this one closeness Helpless to offer more In this playground of falseness I quiver and reel And am left lost once again The light of giving for so long Is quickly eroded by the taking This beautiful person before me Now broken and used for gain For long you protected For an age you were always And now in your last With your breath shallow You agree to all asked Your diminishing energies used Not for your own needs But instead for the greedy And for the desperate And for those versed in self-indulgence With so few days And with whispers only You make al

Torn (reprise).... by Waeffe, literature

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Torn (reprise)....

Torn (reprise).... Another night draws to a close How do I keep my thoughts composed I’m left choking on the dust Of memories laid to rest How can I pretend to say Where to start to whom to pray I watch as you grow weak Forever etched forever steeped In depths that have no bound No solace I have found The changing and the hurt Every hour every word And it tears my heart apart It tears my heart apart Leaving little for me now Just faded photographs somehow With beats run frail and slow And hand held grown so cold Over-flowing visions blur'd A chosen place for all unfurled And it tears my heart apart It tears my hear

Of the ending of days.... by Waeffe, literature

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Of the ending of days....

Of the ending of days.... The overwhelming feeling of Utter bewilderment encompass all How come the world carries on How come all around remains standing And not falling to their knees In acknowledgment of this moment In acceptance that This heroic symbol of another generation The last of his kind ....Has fallen.... How too soon the bugles play Their last stand And their last post Satchel mouth runs free And the vast chasm that opens now before me Draws me eagerly into As I accept fully the future Without And yet the part that you played Is yet unfinished As we draw our own breaths And turn our heads towards Holding high our dreams and Fo

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Sunset on the Andaman by Celestial22, visual art

Sunset on the Andaman

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Beneath the Star by Celestial22, visual art

Beneath the Star

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About Celestial22

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Apr 6
Deviant for 12 years
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Civil & Environmental Engineering student, and amateur photographer. I'm still a beginner at Photoshop, cameras, and to photography in general so my photos are somewhat simple for now. Although of course I'm trying to learn all that xD I've recently started with a Sony Cybershot as a beginner (will take it slow before jumping into a DSLR) - trying to do as much as I can with that.

Please ask me before using my photos anywhere, or at least let me know and acknowledge me as the photographer.

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Loads, mainly surrealist and modernist artists, some of the brilliant people I watch on DA (I'm constantly amazed by some of the unbelievable talent I see here).

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Any fiction except fantasy (LOTR being an exception), lots of historical fiction, non-fiction when it's historical or military, to do with arts, literature or music. I've read far too many brilliant books to have favourites.

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Celestial22

Jun 7, 2014

Those Insanely Long 100 Things

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I'm usually too lazy for this sort of stuff but WinteroftheSoul (https://www.deviantart.com/winterofthesoul) tagged so nicely, so here are 100 things about me. Read at your own peril. RULES: -You have to say who tagged you! -NO DOUBLE TAGGING!!! -You must be truthful. No cheating! -You must answer ALL questions! -You just lost The Game. -If you don't tag anyone at the end, I will EAT you! (Enjoy that Daniel :P) The Basics 1. Full name: Not online, no. First name is Rabia if you must know. Hence the initials on my profile page, R.C. 2. Age: 22 3. Birth Date: 06/04/1992 4. Birth Place: My parents believe it was in Pakistan, but until two years ago they always said it was

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Celestial22

Dec 26, 2013

Special Thanks and Happy Holidays

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To the anonymous deviant who gave me a premium membership - Thank You So Much :) I was extremely surprised to see it today and I really wish you would tell me who you are so I can thank you properly. Nevertheless, I'm very flattered that someone liked my work enough to give such a gift :) I do feel very honoured xD Other than that, Merry Christmas xD I hope everyone's having a good time with the holidays. Thank you, as always, for all the faves and support :) Those of us in the Middle East are enjoying the awesome weather (actual winter weather!) at the moment. Here are some wintry shots from nearby. P.S. This year Dubai is seeking to break

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Celestial22

Aug 13, 2013

Instagram and Thorin Oakenshield

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So I've finally gone over to the dark side and joined Instagram a few days ago, mainly for phone photos and such so it won't be the things I post here. Feel free to "follow me" as they say: http://www.instagram.com/the_fourth_spring Also, the incredibly talented Lorri (Kajenna (https://www.deviantart.com/kajenna)) has done this gorgeous painting of Thorin Oakenshield (from The Hobbit) for me. It's a brilliant piece of work so go look at it, and also have a look at the rest of her gallery - all her work is brilliant <3

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LUCILALEYLA

Apr 5, 2018

Commission for Arichy - Animated Emote OC by Web5teR

siso-photography

Apr 6, 2016

Happy Birthday!!!

WinteroftheSoul

Sep 19, 2015

Awesomeness you should check out: clippercarrillo.deviantart.com…

WinteroftheSoul

Sep 16, 2015

If you come back around here, note: there are poems awaiting you...

Hope you're doing well!

Celestial22

Oct 20, 2015

Hey!
So sorry I've been away for a while and replying so late. Grad school started recently and it's insanely busy. Not to mention I'm having to take public transport for the first time in my life, UGH. I've been keeping away from deviantart, photoshop, and all that in general for a while because it's too addictive :/
Very excited to hear you've got new poems xD I'll download them to read on the train <3
I'm still on facebook and stuff more often if you wanna keep in touch there. Find me, Rabia Hameed (www.facebook.com/rrhacf)

Happy Birthday!!

Thanks Daniel