poet Sarojini Naidu

Sarojini Naidu

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  • Seeya Singh (6/30/2019 5:39:00 AM)

    Sarojini Naidu is one of the best Indian poet who describes the Indian culture so beautifully in her poems like THE BANGLE SELLERS, THE BAZAARS OF HYDERABAD etc.

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  • Seeya Singh (6/30/2019 5:34:00 AM)

    Sarojini Naidu is one of the best Indian poet who describes the Indian culture so beautifully in her poems like in some poems THE BANGLE SELLERS, THE BANGLE SELLERS etc

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  • Safiya (6/19/2019 11:19:00 AM)

    It is nice script

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  • Rashi Bisht (5/31/2019 5:45:00 AM)

    All the poems are very nice. #love them

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  • Vedika rathore (5/20/2019 3:52:00 AM)

    Knowledgeable 👌

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  • ANOUSHKA REDDY (5/17/2019 11:21:00 PM)

    HELLO, I AM A STUDENT FROM FUTURE KID'S SCHOOL, ICSE. THESE POEMS ARE INTRESTING TO READ AS THEY SIGNIFY OUR INDIAN CULTURE.

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  • Samiya (5/17/2019 9:45:00 AM)

    Indian weaver

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  • madhu (5/1/2019 6:22:00 AM)

    they are dope............really love them

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  • Divik (4/18/2019 12:56:00 AM)

    Nice H S S E E E E E E E E E E E E E E E E

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  • Deepak Sharma (4/12/2019 8:35:00 AM)

    Poem may be good. but my english is not good, so unable to understand the felling of Poem....

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Best Poem of Sarojini Naidu

An Indian Love Song

He

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
and the song of thy anklets' caprice,
Revive me, I pray, with the magical nectar
that dwells in the flower of thy kiss.

She

How shall I yield to the voice of thy pleading,
how shall...

Read the full of An Indian Love Song

Palanquin Bearers

Lightly, O lightly we bear her along,
She sways like a flower in the wind of our song;
She skims like a bird on the foam of a stream,
She floats like a laugh from the lips of a dream.
Gaily, O gaily we glide and we sing,
We bear her along like a pearl on a string.

Softly, O softly we bear her along,
She hangs like a star in the dew of our song;