Thursday, February 24, 2011

My Children born by Imagination

Love planted a rose, and the world turned sweet -Katharine Lee Bates
 
(The Three Roses sketch in 2009)


"We dance for laughter, we dance for tears, we dance for madness, we dance for fears, we dance for hopes, we dance for screams, we are the dancers, we create the dreams."
 
(The Dancing Girl in 2010)

It'll certainly give the pigeons something to do-Pat Cash
(The Pigeon the messenger of love 2009)


The relationship of Radha and Krishna is the embodiment of love
 (The Divine Love-1997)
“Take up one idea. Make that one idea your life - think of it, dream of it, live on that idea. Let the brain, muscles, nerves, every part of your body, be full of that idea, and just leave every other idea alone. This is the way to success, that is way great spiritual giants are produced.” Swami Vivekananda 
 (Swami Vivekananda -1996)
The man who proves that poetry is the genre in which the Oriya genius has been most articulate
 (Gopabandhu Das-The Gem of Orissa-1996)

Let me adorn you myself today Oh Radha, my eternal love
(Radha Krishna 1996)

 
Mother Merry

Sunday, February 13, 2011

Love is when you…



Love is when you see your love
but cannot stop your eyes turning back to see once more
Love is when you feel the heart stops,
but put your hands on chest to listen heartbeat running faster
Love is when you hate waking up early, 
but cannot sleep whole night to see your love in morning
Love is when you stay day and night together, 
but still you tell why a day is only twenty four hours
Love is when you knew your love goes for a short journey, 
but still you fear it won’t come back again

Love is when you want to cry loudly, 
but don’t shed tears as you promised to your Love
Love is when you dance in happiness under the shower, 
when you have high fever
Love is when you kiss all time,
but feels like the first kiss in your life
Love is when you see the crowd, 
but feels the presence of only two
Love is when you make out the truth, 
but runs after the desert mirage
Love is when you know the absence, 
but makes your heart feel the presence of someone

Love is when words hurt you, 
but you close your lips to disclose the pain
Love is when you awake whole night,
to see your love sleeping peacefully
Love is when you miss the train,
to stay for your love before you say goodbye
Love is when wait endlessly, 
when you knew that your love won’t come again
Happy Valentine Day
To You and Me
N.M.LEEPSA
February 14, 2011

About Leepsa...writer by chance but write by choice

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Chandler, Arizona, India
N. M. Leepsa is a young writer, teacher researcher, painter. She was born in 1985 in Bhubaneswar, India’s eastern state of Odisha. Her parents Nabaghan Jena(Father ) and Madhabika Jena(Mother) raised her with utmost care to give her higher education and support her achieve whatever academic credentials. She did her schooling at the Children’s Centre of Integral Education, Bhubaneswar, Odisha. She attended Ramadevi Women’s College (B.Com), Utkal University (M.Com);Ravenshaw University (M.Phil) for her college studies. After this, she was inspired to pursue her PhD from Vinod Gupta School of Management, Indian Institute of Technology Kharagpur. Completing her studies, she joined as faculty of finance in LMT School of Management, Thapar University, Patiala, Punjab and then worked at School of Management, National Institute of Technology, Rourkela, Odisha. She is currently pursuing her professional courses at Grand Canyon University, USA. She can be reached at • Email: leepsa.writer@gmail.com, • Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/Leepsa.writer • Blog: http://nmleepsa.blogspot.com/.

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