Sarojini Naidu
Hyderabad / India
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Indian Weavers

Rating: 3.3
WEAVERS, weaving at break of day,
Why do you weave a garment so gay? . . .
Blue as the wing of a halcyon wild,
We weave the robes of a new-born child.


Weavers, weaving at fall of night,
Why do you weave a garment so bright? . . .
Like the plumes of a peacock, purple and green,
We weave the marriage-veils of a queen.
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Suryendu Chaudhury 09 October 2020
The artistry and skill involved in the process of weaving along with the hard toil is enlivened by the variety of occasions there importance can be related with. All the stages of life from birth to death are intermingled with the occupation of weaving.
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Sharah S S 08 September 2020
I love this poem.I even won a poetry competition in my school today 08-09-2020
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yatharth 20 May 2020
nice but some boring
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Laxman 08 May 2020
Interesting and good for my children.
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Sanjay Shinde 03 May 2020
Its a very beautiful poem that throws light on different phases of life which are trifle.
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Akshara Singh 27 April 2020
love the poem really
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Dhana 20 December 2019
Heart touching poem By our Nightingale of India.The three stages of life is linked with the weaving and the importance of colours filled related to the situations and the hard, dedication and passionate work of the weavers touch the hearts of the readers. wonderful.
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YOUR VIEDO IS VERY LOZER
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Joshua 14 January 2019
Can I get the summary of this poem. Please......
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Asif shahi.......... 30 December 2018
Nicee poem.........
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