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Sarojini Naidu Poetry

Born: 13 February, 1879 Place of Birth: Hyderabad Parents: Aghore Nath Chattopadhyay (father) and Barada Sundari Devi (mother) Spouse: Govindarajulu Naidu Children: Jayasurya, Padmaja, Randheer, and Leilamani. Education: King's College London (1895–1898), University of Madras, Girt... Read More

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SEE how the speckled sky burns like a pigeon's throat,
Jewelled with embers of opal and peridote.

HAVE YOU found me, at last, O my Dream? Seven eons ago
You died and I buried you deep under forest

Beloved, you may be as all men say
Only a transient spark
Of flickering flame set in loam of clay

WHEN dawn's first cymbals beat upon the sky,
Rousing the world to labour's various cry,
To tend

In childhood's pride I said to Thee:
'O Thou, who mad'st me of Thy breath,
Speak, Master, and re

UNWILLING priestess in thy cruel fane,
Long hast thou held me, pitiless god of Pain,
Bound to th

ONCE in the dream of a night I stood
Lone in the light of a magical wood,
Soul-deep in visions t

Rise, brothers, rise; the wakening skies pray to the morning light,
The wind lies asleep in the ar

Jaya Surya

GOLDEN sun of victory, born
In my life's unclouded morn,
In my lambent sky of love

WHITHER dost thou hide from the magic of my flute-call?
In what moonlight-tangled meshes of perfum

In tattered robes that hoard a glittering trace
Of bygone colours, broidered to the knee,
Behold

HER life is a revolving dream
Of languid and sequestered ease;
Her girdles and her fillets gleam

"Is there ought you need that my hands withhold,
Rich gifts of raiment or grain or gold?
Lo ! I ha

NAY, no longer I may hold you,
In my spirit's soft caresses,
Nor like lotus-leaves enfold you

LORD BUDDHA, on thy Lotus-throne,
With praying eyes and hands elate,
What mystic rapture dost th

WHERE the voice of the wind calls our wandering feet,
Through echoing forest and echoing street,

Lightly, O lightly we bear her along,
She sways like a flower in the wind of our song;
She skims l

O YOUTH, sweet comrade Youth, wouldst thou be gone?
Long have we dwelt together, thou and I;
Tog

The serpents are asleep among the poppies,
The fireflies light the soundless panther's way
To ta

DEIGN, Prince, my tribute to receive,
This lyric offering to your name,
Who round your jewelled

O YOUNG through all thy immemorial years!
Rise, Mother, rise, regenerate from thy gloom,
And, li

LAMP of my life, the lips of Death
Hath blown thee out with their sudden breath;
Naught shall re

Nay, do not grieve tho' life be full of sadness,
Dawn will not veil her spleandor for your grief,

The new hath come and now the old retires:
And so the past becomes a mountain-cell,
Where lone,

CHILDREN, ye have not lived, to you it seems
Life is a lovely stalactite of dreams,
Or carnival

WHEN from my cheek I lift my veil,
The roses turn with envy pale,
And from their pierced hearts,

HONEY, child, honey, child, whither are you going?
Would you cast your jewels all to the breezes b

Sarojini Naidu Poetry

Born: 13 February, 1879 Place of Birth: Hyderabad Parents: Aghore Nath Chattopadhyay (father) and Barada Sundari Devi (mother) Spouse: Govindarajulu Naidu Children: Jayasurya, Padmaja, Randheer, and Leilamani. Education: King's College London (1895–1898), University of Madras, Girton College, Cambridge Associations: Indian National Congress Movements: Indian Nationalist Movement, Indian Independence Movement Political Ideology: Right-winged; Non-violence. Religious Beliefs: Hinduism Publications: The Golden Threshold (1905); The Bird of Time (1912); Muhammad Jinnah: An Ambassador of Unity. (1916); The Broken Wing (1917); The Sceptred Flute (1928); The Feather of the Dawn (1961) Passed Away: 2 March, 1949 Memorial: Golden Threshold, Sarojini Naidu School of Arts & Communication, University of Hyderabad, Hyderabad, India a very popular poet.... Read More