Biography of Mitta Xinindlu
Mitta Xinindlu is an author.
A talented and versatile writer and researcher who's proficient in technical communications. When not writing, she assumes her academic role of a Project Manager.
She is curious, investigative and enjoys critical debates.
The author supports social justice efforts. She is also passionate about supporting the 'underdog'.
She's interested in entrepreneurship and commerce in general. She finds mental stimulation in astronomy, board games and reading. She also loves natural sciences, arts and poetry. She is intrigued by unpopular places, sites, people, and opinions.
Mitta Xinindlu's Works:
1.Home and Surroundings
2. Life Affirmations
Mitta Xinindlu Poems
Your Face Is Paradise
They say paradise is only in heaven But they haven't seen your face like I have. They haven't been greeted by your smile and embraced by your words.
Five Reasons You Are No Good
You are a very bad substance that I got addicted to. I find your advantages less than your disadvantages. You make me forget of the important aspects in my life. You leave me broke and out every time.
Songs of sorrow sprung from my heart; All I could think about was us falling apart. There was no time to talk; your mind was fully alarmed.
God Smells So Good
God is my flower. His fragrance is visible to the naked eye like a light from a tower. Scent so good, He gives me more than life. He brightens my day. Oh! What a perfect Knight.
I pray that nothing harms you, Or break your heart, my dear. I pray for you nothing but goodness, As no one deserves meaningful prayers like you do.
My Future Husband
You are a lot to me. You mean the sun, moon and all the stars.
Perhaps the reason that your soul is laid naked and raw waiting for praise from my heart, birthed wings that touched
A Cup Of Love, Please
We are a society unresolved whose stomach is forever hungry for love; We have a strong desire to be loved with a plus. We always seek others to love us.
This Is How Close I Want To Be
I want to inhale the breath that you exhale. My heartbeat should not be
A Hymn I'll Sing When I Find You
You opened your arms to me and embraced me like your own. In your soul, You covered me with strength.
A Woman Robed In Gold
Most sensitive and refined woman, you who does not venture to set your feet on evil grounds. You will plant and cultivate beautiful children. Lucky is the seed that will fall upon your womb.
A Child In Every Adult
My favourite colour is you. You look good on me; You multiply me by three. You're bright, you attract.
Lay Me In The Cemetery
I've seen so much beauty in graves. A place of absolute peace; where strain and pain have no chance to teach.
Someone please lend me a veil
To cover this fragile face.
To cover this nakedness now covered with shame.
A black veil is best fitting to wail.
Which colour would ever best suit my frame?
They have me living in anonymity.
My thoughts have been silenced.
I also have my dignity challenged.