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Hushed Winds

​Because most days are like home days,

no mood to glam,

no mood to slay,

Just bury myself in books,

colours, brushes and simply spray,

wear baggy clothes,

and sing my own musings and verses,

smile as my hands move across blank pages,

create something,

that I can’t think about,

write something my heart gushes without doubts,

take notes, and

listen to tell-tales of emotions.


May be because without the Cinders , Ella wouldn’t have been the Cinderella to her Prince ,

Maybe because without being grounded,

I wouldn’t test my wings,

And so, When I’ll know I’m ready,

I will let you watch me fly, 

and soar,

and smile.


Until then, I’m the hushed winds in your sky. .

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– L E A N D R A –
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Dear Future Husband #7

Hey love,

This will be my endless wishes when it comes to you.

I just want you to stand beside me,

holding my hand so proudly,

I just want to sing through the darkest nights,

knowing you’re right by my side.


I just want your arms to lead me on,

your brave chest for me to lean on,

I want you to be with me for the rest of my life ,

smiling forever knowing you’re mine.


And here as now I stand under this enormous sky,

missing you more daily, that’s not a lie,

awaiting for you makes my heart cry,

I’m dying daily you’ll never know why,

All that you ought to know is,

thinking of you, My love, my days pass by.


I wish you were here, sitting beside me,

staring at me, so I could loose myself into your stunning eyes,

I wish I could know, what you might feel about me,

a “No” from you will kill me alright!

I just wish I could know for sure you will be mine,

I just pray for you day and night.

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Thinking about you, knowing that you are out there somewhere  caught up with your life, hoping that you too are praying for me like I am for you. And waiting for God to lead us to each other. I am waiting for our story to begin.
Ironic, that I haven’t met you as yet, and I am missing this notion of your presence around already.
Take care love,

Your’s in God’s time ,

Your future Wife.

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Mind traps.

Failing the ‘n’th time,

reminded me of all that I did wrong,

knowing the approaching storm,

I can’t help feeling trapped too damn long.

The disease of procrastination had drugged me,

Even though I knew the way out,

I couldn’t find it.

But just today,

facing the inevitable made me see,

through the cracks of my shredded perseverance,

that I needed to reach above,

So He could give me deliverance,

from the not good enough, to the bad vibes,

from the doomed starts to the Can’t survive.

All these are mind traps,

weaved by the devil so specialized,

It’s time to break free and stop self criticize.

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For you who needs somebody .

​I want to inspire,

just as you inspire me.

I want to be there,

just as I wanted someone 

to be there for me.

I want to reach out in all your agony,

so my words may help you see more clarity.

Just as I faced my storms,

so shall you,

Just as I learnt to be calm,

I pray you do too.

And when you know 

you aren’t alone,

you’ll have more courage,

and that, I’ll pray may never turn into a blinding rage.

As your hope flickers,

you will revive your lost faith.

And when no reason you find,

you will look up to seek your purpose,

with a weary drooping spirit,

and no answers to life’s endless questions,

you shall learn to thrive,

without knowing the morrow,

with hazy visions, and shaky steps,

moving forward, will help you regain your zest.

And as from the fire you emerge,

all hot and blazing and reshaped,

you shall see your strength,

and why life had you so much scrapped.

It will make sense,

let time help you blend,

Don’t lose heart,

Darling it’s a start,

someday you shall understand 

everything under heaven has it’s own part.

It is all but – a mighty plan,

let it reveal to you, lead you to God’s hand,

hold it, as He will mould you,

open up, He will teach you,

Life is peaceful, when you’ll learn 

that tears and pain do not really you burn,

and the happiness you chase,

is indeed through the fire that sets you ablaze.

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Heroes always survive .

Beneath this façade of fake smiles,

buried were tons of lies,

as deep her wounds were,

she simply continued to survive,

and when faith was lost,

and hope was burnt,

a reason would she always find,

one small ray,

one small smile,

to make her want to thrive,

and from the depths of an ocean ,

she was the fire that burnt alive,

from the remains of her ruins,

she was the Phoenix born again to life,

and as the mighty ocean soaked her through,

she would still have courage

to have a leap of faith for a good flight,

and as she plunged into the unknown,

soaked in the sun,

her burdens leaving her torn,

with wings that never gave up, 

she would still fly,

because she was meant to soar,

to live and thrive,

she was her own hero,

and heroes always survive.


_ L E A N D R A _

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Had she had a spirit of rebel.

​And on days she had to behave,

she would wear her 4 inches,

sway her skirts,

and keep straight her mane.


And if she smiled,

it was surely a matter of grace,

but deep within,

she was smirking at fate.


Well bred, well fed,

she wasn’t meant to be a brat,

But she did wonder 

what would it be 

had she had a spirit of rebel ?


It wouldn’t have to be near the word caution,

it wouldn’t be her very evasion ?

of being modest and dreamy,

graceful and kind,

But Alas ! that’s uncanny,

since her spirit was tamed just fine.
_ L E A N D R A _
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#10 Her Thoughts

Hah!There’s sunshine in her soul,

to cast out her darkness,

to let her be radiant,

let her rule her whole.
Can no one her dominate,

can no one make her a petty prey,

Because Queens are born to rule,

not be a slave.
She wasn’t forsaken,

she was let free,

by life who had a purpose 

deep in it’s stormy tranquility.
Don’t get too close,

you won’t want to burn,

Don’t get too cozy,

life’s not as predictable as the sun,

it’s not always about being the light,

it’s about the shadows 

and the dark,

how it all 

builds your might.
_ L E A N D R A _

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