Sarojini Naidu
Hyderabad / India
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An Indian Love Song

Rating: 3.5
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Lift up the veils that darken the delicate moon
of thy glory and grace,
Withhold not, O love, from the night
of my longing the joy of thy luminous face,
Give me a spear of the scented keora
guarding thy pinioned curls,
Or a silken thread from the fringes
that trouble the dream of thy glimmering pearls;
Faint grows my soul with thy tresses' perfume
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moon.. akter.. 21 January 2020
nice..poem...thank...
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charulata aka reema 19 March 2019
Brilliantly versed mesmerizing nicely sautéed wonderously framed painted verbally
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Sapna 18 December 2018
Sarojini Ji ki poems poori desi hai
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yo yo 05 December 2018
hiìiiiiiiii
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Xander cage 17 November 2018
It was stupid nd it sucks.
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Nabajit 17 November 2018
It was heart touching
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Sudiksha 05 October 2018
It was good and nice
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kamal chouhan 26 July 2018
Add a comment.Nice poem
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Deepanshu 13 July 2018
Best poem for India
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Mahtab Bangalee 30 May 2018
Revive me, I pray, with the magical nectar that dwells in the flower of thy kiss. ..... Thy kinsmen have broken our sacred altars and slaughtered our sacred kine, The feud of old faiths and the blood of old battles sever thy people and mine. .............. What are the sins of my race, Beloved, what are my people to thee? And what are thy shrines, and kine and kindred, what are thy gods to me? greatly crafted the words
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