poet Sarojini Naidu

Sarojini Naidu

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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,
And all my tears unshed.


Tarry a while, till I am satisfied
Of love and grief, of earth and altering sky;
Till all my human hungers are fulfilled,
O Death, I cannot die!

Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004

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  • Hebert Logerie (1/18/2019 11:09:00 AM)

    This is a beautiful and daring or defying poem.O Death, I cannot die. Defying is the ultimate show of force, intellect and power.

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  • Chandra (12/15/2017 9:34:00 AM)

    Excellent

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  • Suratha Kumar RoutSuratha Kumar Rout (9/12/2017 2:38:00 PM)

    Tarry a while, till I am satisfied
    Of love and grief, of earth and altering sky;
    Till all my human hungers are fulfilled,
    O Death, I cannot die!
    Great poem.

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  • Akanksha BhattAkanksha Bhatt (10/16/2012 7:22:00 AM)

    Tarry a while, O Death, I cannot die loved it! !

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