Diary of Princess of Wishes

My Poem "Love and Jealousy" published in this national anthology "With Love" First came her elder sister Her name is Love Other sister is jealousy Made my life tough Loved my sweet heart As far as I Can Swallowed all the pain For the mistakes of my man To see faults of my love Jealousy whispered in my ears Saw little things that create anger That filled my eyes with tears Felt anxious and nervous With fear and worry Thinking not loved by the person Whom my heart loved truly Glory of love vanished When the green eye monster came Made my heaven hell Burnt sweet emotions by its flame The dragon ate my meat Through my doubtful mind Wiped out the paradise of love Just like sands by the wind Rewarded or punished With bitterness when envy arrive The lovely relationship lost Thinking its dead or still alive N.MLeepsa's Poetry https://www.facebook.com/Leepsa.writer

My poem "FAME" published in Taj Mahal Review June 2013!   Poem Description: It is a A poem of fourteen lines using formal rhyme schemes, in English typically having ten syllables per line length. Success defined in money, name, fame Is me rely confused with real life's aim Where human fears to fall in the thought of rise The glamour world turns them foolish from wise They forget even a shining star fall So aim to get a place in heart of all Respect is not something to achieve It is rather to be won I strongly believe Any materialistic thing will come and go On death, honour is the best thing the world could show So do not squander in life for fake fame Build your character, love and truth you claim Be grateful before God for the talents he gave Be thankful to those who shed tears near your grave

Shades of Love and Life: By N.M.Leepsa An Appraisal by Chandramoni Narayanaswamy Leepsa, N.M. (2012). Shades of Love and Life, Cyberwit.net, pages 117, Rs 200 (US$15), ISBN 978-81-8253-338-7 This anthology of eighty poems is the maiden venture by a young lass for whom writing the book was like long journey stretched over a period of five years. These are all love poems. But though written in the first person they are not autobiographical for the poet is not in love with anyone; she is love with love. So she had tried to capture the bliss and sorrow, hope and despair, thrill and pain of being in love. The poems are addressed to loved one but the object is not a man in all poems, Nor God, the eternal beloved of mystic poets. In many poems like “My Love You Never Knew My Love”, “I Don’t Like When She...”, “I Like When She”, “I Am Sorry”, “I Apologise”, “Never Got Again”, “She Pretends”, “Waiting Eyes”, “Do Not Hide Yourself”, “Oh Lady In Forest Green”, “Sleeping Beauty ”, etc m