Sarojini Naidu

(13 February 1879 - 2 March 1949 / Hyderabad / India)

Comments about Sarojini Naidu

  • Muhammad Haris (9/20/2015 3:00:00 PM)

    i lov your poems despite your dead but you are still alive

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  • Bijay Kant Dubey Bijay Kant Dubey (5/11/2014 12:19:00 AM)

    To assess Sarojini Naidu is to determine so many things, first of all she is a Bengali and to the Bengalis poetry is but second nature as she has got her sentimentality as a part of that emotional psyche and the other part being given to Dr.Naidu, as for love-marriage in stiff opposition, considering caste, class and the barriers of the then conservative times. The other thing is this that Mahatma Gandhi gave her the title of the Nightingale of India, but the same ceased to remain a poetess after. she joined politics and left writing. Though a song-bird, but her poetry often lapses into loose sentimentality rather than settling into dust to mark ground realities and bare facts. A reader and believer in Gray's unassessed talents and geniuses, unappreciated and overwhelming wild blooms and the unknown citizen of Auden, I cannot think of giving the title to anyone, why not be she? Many a talent goes waste before it is recognized. There should be someone to bring it to light.

  • Sri Lakshan (7/10/2013 7:01:00 AM)

    I like your poems! I am interested in 'Autumn Song. Your are the real nightingale of India! !

  • Brandon Hurley (7/3/2013 8:41:00 PM)

    Hello, I am interested in using the poem Cradle Song to use for lyrics for a song. How would i go through the process of getting approval from you. The song will not be published or used by anything with out my permission. I am college student looking to create music for my singing group. Please respond so I can talk to you more about this topic.

  • Umesh Modi (1/30/2009 3:00:00 AM)

    One of the excellent person & human being

  • p.a. noushad p.a. noushad (7/11/2008 4:44:00 AM)

    your poems give me different colours of life.

  • Vikram Aarella - The Poem Shooter (5/30/2006 9:23:00 AM)

    Its very apt that Mahatma Gandhiji called her the nightingale of India.

Best Poem of Sarojini Naidu

Autumn Song

Like a joy on the heart of a sorrow,
   The sunset hangs on a cloud;
A golden storm of glittering sheaves,
Of fair and frail and fluttering leaves,
   The wild wind blows in a cloud.

Hark to a voice that is calling
   To my heart in the voice of the wind:
My heart is weary and sad and alone,
For its dreams like the fluttering leaves have gone,
   And why should I stay behind?

Read the full of Autumn Song

The Poet To Death

TARRY a while, O Death, I cannot die
While yet my sweet life burgeons with its spring;
Fair is my youth, and rich the echoing boughs
Where dhadikulas sing.


Tarry a while, O Death, I cannot die
With all my blossoming hopes unharvested,
My joys ungarnered, all my songs unsung,

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