Autumn Song Poem by 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?
she was painting her poems with deep emotion, so close to heart.
It is sad to publish this jewl and receive just a single comment! the world is lauded with ignorance!
here is Naidu's beautiful poem, translated into my language - Italian: 'Canto d'Autunno' Come una gioia al centro di un dolore, Il tramonto è appeso ad una nuvola; Una tempesta dorata di scintillanti covoni, Di simili, fragili, svolazzanti foglie, Che il vento selvaggio fonde in una nuvola. Ascolto la voce che grida Al mio cuore con la voce del vento: Il mio cuore è stanco e triste e solo, Perchè i suoi sogni si sono dispersi come le foglie svolazzanti, Perché io dovrei restare? ('Autumn Song' by Sarojini Naidu)
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Beautiful poem, built on awesome imagery. "Sunset hanging on a cloud" ⛅️! , ! ! ! My heart leaps to
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12/13/2024 9:54:59 AM # 1.0.0
the song is awsome foolishowla