Tuesday, December 31, 2013

My Mother to Me

My Mother to Me

My mother is the best thing gifted to me
A replica of love, divine on earth is she
My mother is like the Seven Wonders of the World
For the beauty in my life she has unfurled
My mother is like a beautiful curve of the rainbow
Touching my heart for the love she show
My mother is like a cup of cheer for a sip of bliss
Giving me her blessings through her kiss
My mother is like a metaphor of Almighty God
In her protective shell I cross every impossible odd
My mother is like the spring, the season deity has send
For her happiness my whole life I can spend
My mother is like a magical paradise of waterfall
Cleaning my negative thoughts to show love for all
My mother is like my most intimate and lovely friend
She knows when I am sad and at what time happy I pretend
My mother is like the shining stars and the cosmic dust
Stay far or near the only person on whom I can blindly trust
My mother is the Universe around which my life revolves
Sometimes like a friend, critic, mentor, teacher, she involves
My mother is simple, pure, and innocent in the perfect blend
To describe my mother the list would never end.


Poem accepted and published by Forward poetry,  UK
The book code for Mother To Me is YBA0024C 0015

You can go onto website http://www.forwardpoetry.co.uk/buy-books.php to buy the book. 


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Loving You is like Endless Love


Loving You is like Endless Love


Loving you is like touching my soul
I forget myself, one and all
The day I met you, I had a single goal
To mingle with love in beloved role

Loving you is like a vast love Ocean
Just as an angel’s gift wrapped in emotion
Like a cup of joyfulness stimulating my passion
Mesmerised by your words beyond the horizon

Loving you is like Life in a Santa Claus village
Lissom and lovely, and amazing voyage
Vivid and exhilarating our days in all ages
Resembling canvas of heaven on earth image

Loving you is like shimmery and shiny season
Rekindling the sparks of love is the sweet reason
Love, a wonderful discovery in my life’s mission
Like the spring that gave me a smile which was hidden

Loving you is like riding my heart
An experience so strange, so magical impact
In a perfect blend of happiness like a work of art
You being with me as my life’s part

Poem accepted and published by Forward poetry,  UK

You can go onto website http://www.forwardpoetry.co.uk/buy-books.php to buy the book. 
The book code for Endless Love is YBA0024A 0316


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Kabhi Yeh Socha Nehi Tha


Kabhi Yeh Socha Nehi Tha

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Kal aaj kal ki baat nehi hoti thi
Bash sath chalne ki raat hoti thi
Bite din bhi itne ache lagenge 
Kabhi Yeh socha nehi tha

Kabhi tum hame manate the, 
Aab tumhe manane men 
Khud ko bhool jayenge 
Kabhi Yeh socha nehi tha

Hame hasana tumhara kaam tha, 
Muskurate huye har shaam tha
Abhi gham men bhi na ro payenge 
Kabhi Yeh socha nehi tha

Mohabat janat hai, 
Yeh tumne bataya tha, 
Ishke naam sunne ko inkar karoge 
Kabhi Yeh socha nehi tha

Zindegi toh hum khul ke jeene ki soche the, 
Parindo ki tarah udte rahene yeh bhi soche the,
Par dil men khed hoke, akso men doob jayenge
Kabhi Yeh socha nehi tha

Kabhi tum intezaar karte the,
Pehele kaun baat karenge yeh fursat kise thi sochne ko,
Abhi yun chup rahenge 
Kabhi Yeh socha nehi tha

Dard toh tab bhi tha,
Par akele rehenki aadat ho gayi thi,
Aab sath hoke bhi sath nehi rahenge 
Kabhi Yeh socha nehi tha.

Sath nibhani ki baat nehi ki thi kabhi, na kiya tha koi wada,
Fir bhi dil men sath reheni ki thi tamanna, 
Aab sath chodne ki baat karoge 
Kabhi Yeh socha nehi tha.




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Tuesday, December 17, 2013

2nd poetry book



Dear Friends,
I, with my friend Shailendra Kumar, am coming with our Poem book. It is a collaborative effort to touch hundred different things of our everyday life. We wrote 100-100 poems on same subjects like (Love, life, winter, mother, family, poet etc. ). And we are now in the process of choosing a ‘title’ for our next poem book.
We want a title from our audiences that is you. So please send your title in the comments or at my fb account. The condition is ‘Hundred’ word shall be a part of the title. We will choose a title sent from you and the winner will get a Signed copy of the book as well as his/ her name will be mentioned in the acknowledgement section of the book.
Hearing from you soon…
Warm Regards,
N. M. Leepsa ( The Author of ‘Shades of Love and Life’)
Shailendra Kumar( The Author of ‘The Exponent’)

Note: The selection of the ‘Title’ is subject to the choice of the Authors

DRENCHED MY SOUL



Dear Ms. Leepsa,

Your poem "Drenched My Soul" was not only selected for Branwyn but also got wide appreciation from its readers. 
Here are a few of the fan mails -

“Drenched My Soul” was a good one. Life really is a colourful rainbow. And I hope to see more from Ms. Leepsa. 
- Anuj Dhiman, New Delhi

Reading N. M. Leepsa was a refreshing treat. Thanks!
-Nanda Kumar

Very soulful poem.
- Mihika Sarkar, Kolkata

Loved the poem by leepsa very much.
-Tejas Thakrar

Thanks, 
Sneha Gupta, Branwyn Family

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Dear friends, 
I am sharing the poem with you: 


DRENCHED MY SOUL
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Bath in summer or the monsoon rain
Drenched my soul, my pain
When it pours suddenly
On the crowded streets
Amongst rush and hush of people
Finding way along with the hustle vehicles
I forgot to feel it
Just searching for a shelter
To protect my soul, my inner self
But the taste of rain
Is amazing I could know?
When I silently felt
As whole world is moving
Making me standstill
As if whole world is at rest
And I am moving forward
In search of something
I don’t know what it is
Aah, I just say
It cools my heart
From the summer ray
It wet my heart
From the monsoon memories
Like some drizzle
Falling from my eyes
Like the street lights
It showed me the way
Midst of the colourful lights of city
The yellow green and red
My life, a colourful rainbow again


copyright@N.M.LEEPSA

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To My Parents with Love

To My Parents with Love


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When I was a child, you taught many words to speak
As you grow old, I hope I will understand your words

When I was a child, you forgive me for my mistakes
As you grow old, I pray I will not stumble on your fault

When I was child, you gave every toy I crave for
As you grow old, I trust I will not play with your emotions

When I was a child, you remain awake when I was sick
As you grow old, I expect from myself to be with you always

When I was a child, you came to me when I wake and search for you

As you grow old, I pray I will not leave you for money, name & fame

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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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