Poetry

Stagnant   Its nights and days All mundane Its nights and days To entertain others With writing and dancing. Its nights and days With chirping birds And silence at night Stagnant and still Is life within Some say I’m running Some say I’m still I feel its mundane I still want to entertain Stagnant and still Is life within Some say stay mundane Some say entertain. Stagnant and still Is life within. June 12, 2012 Copyright@Vinita Singh

Dwellers are dwellers And lovers are lovers Moments are passed Of imagination and fantasy As dwellers dwell upon their dreams. Lovers love in ecstasy As dwellers dwell in consistency Lover imagine in fantasy Dwellers are dwellers  And lovers are lovers Winters are passed and summers Are gone What do dwellers do when it's past dawn Lovers are into reality and gone in their Dreams Dwellers are dwellers and lovers are lovers  Copyright @2012. VinitaSingh. July 10, 2012

Whats done is done And can’t be undone I’ve followed my ways I’ve traveled alone Its all in the past In ups and downs And turn arounds Whats done is done And can’t be undone I’ve learned my lessons And had the sessions I’m vindictive Im defensive Whats done is done And cant be undone. I cant be twenty I’m only older I’ve had my tears I’ve had my laughs. I’ve had my shares of failures Im vindictive  Im defensive I like it just the way I am. April 26, 2012 Vinita Singh@copyright 3:30 P.M.

Its the irony of life from imperfection to demands, to being the biggest in perfection. Its the irony of life we chase from adventure to demands, to being the busiest. Its the irony of life from some blessed with love to some sinning in affairs to some not appreciating anything. Its the irony of life from extreme happiness to extreme sadness, to depression. Its the irony of life of trying everything from perfect, jobs to wanting perfect love, to some moving and having change and not living life to the fullest. Its the irony of life of creating and inventing with the mind, to having an unpeaceful mind of destructing things.                                                                 Copyright © 2004

                  Angels come into our lives Angels come into our lives. And with their positive words, and smile make us feel alive. Angels come into our lives. And hypnotize us with their positive vives. Their spirits keep us in surprise. They really mesmerize us and give us a surprise. Their confidance keeps us energized. Angels come into our lives. and guide us with desire, and inspire us to survive. Angels come into our lives. and accept us and get us to strive in life. Angels come into our lives and are spirits who get us to thrive. copyright@Vinita Singh 

I walk in the dark alone by Vinita Singh I walk in the dark alone. I take the planes of the zone. Its life and sometimes I laugh or sometimes I cry. I analyze with precise thinking of imaginations and illusions. I see things in a spark. as I walk in the dark alone. As I talk on the phone of conversations which are in complications, of vivid dreams or imaginations. I speak of connections of friends, and temptations. As it relates to weakness or strengths. I walk in the dark on the plane zone. Spam Copyright Mature Content   Copyright © 2004

Let me be by Vinita Singh Let me be. You don't understand me. You can't explain it to me. You don't see me. You don't know me. I'm complicated. I've got puzzles of writing in my head. which is still not read. I've got many dreams which I've just not said. I've done many dances which you can't see. Don't you know, you can't tell me what to be. You just don't understand me. I'm complicated. Let me be. Spam Copyright Mature Content Copyright © 2004