poet Sarojini Naidu

Sarojini Naidu

#26 on top 500 poets

Comments about Sarojini Naidu

  • Aditya (3/17/2018 8:21:00 AM)

    Faltu poems

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  • Suhani (1/20/2018 6:54:00 AM)

    I love poems of sarojini naidu . She is my favourite.

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  • Shreya purwar (1/17/2018 9:22:00 AM)

    It is a very good poem. I am only 10 years old and I am in 5th class. When our teacher is teaching about wandering singers but I have a question in my mind that is why this poem name as wandering singers.

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  • Abhijit Micky (12/12/2017 8:11:00 PM)

    Mast poems,,, I love this

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  • Shalet (11/20/2017 10:35:00 AM)

    Most inspiring female writer

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  • Naushad. pathan (11/19/2017 3:11:00 AM)

    Looking. So. Nice

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  • Aryan yadav (11/14/2017 9:51:00 AM)

    I am a Big fan of sarojni naidu poem ,,,I love this

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  • Vedant sutar (11/13/2017 10:22:00 PM)


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  • Subhas Chandra Chakra Subhas Chandra Chakra (9/12/2017 10:25:00 AM)

    What a poem! ! Any one would appreciate.
    Perhaps that is why you were called the Nightingale of India

    A rare bird of the great forest of poetry indeed.
    Your poetic influence can silence all high sounding pens of the modern days! !

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  • Muhammad Haris (9/20/2015 3:00:00 PM)

    i lov your poems despite your dead but you are still alive

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Best Poem of 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?

Read the full of Autumn Song

Corn Grinders

O little mouse, why dost thou cry
While merry stars laugh in the sky?

Alas! alas! my lord is dead!
Ah, who will ease my bitter pain?
He went to seek a millet-grain
In the rich farmer's granary shed;
They caught him in a baited snare,