Sarojini Naidu

(13 February 1879 - 2 March 1949 / Hyderabad / India)

Sarojini Naidu Poems

1. The Gift of India 2/10/2016
2. The Snake Charmer 4/7/2010
3. To Youth 4/7/2010
4. The Illusion Of Love 4/7/2010
5. The Coromandel Fishers 4/7/2010
6. The Royal Tombs Of Golconda 1/1/2004
7. The Song Of Princess Zeb-Un-Nissa In Praise Of Her Own Beauty 1/1/2004
8. To The God Of Pain 1/1/2004
9. Suttee 1/1/2004
10. The Soul's Prayer 4/7/2010
11. To My Fairy Fancies 1/1/2004
12. The Bangle Sellers 4/7/2010
13. Transcience 1/3/2003
14. To My Children 1/1/2004
15. The Poet's Love-Song 1/3/2003
16. The Poet To Death 1/1/2004
17. Ode To H.H. The Nizam Of Hyderabad 1/1/2004
18. To A Buddha Seated On A Lotus 1/1/2004
19. Wandering Singers 1/1/2004
20. The Pardah Nashin 1/1/2004
21. Corn Grinders 1/1/2004
22. To India 1/1/2004
23. Humayun To Zobeida (From The Urdu) 1/1/2004
24. Nightfall In The City Of Hyderabad 1/1/2004
25. Harvest Hymn 1/1/2004
26. Damayante To Nala In The Hour Of Exile 1/1/2004
27. A Rajput Love Song 1/3/2003
28. In Praise Of Henna 1/1/2004
29. Past And Future 1/1/2004
30. My Dead Dream 1/1/2004
31. The Queen's Rival 1/1/2004
32. Indian Love Song 1/1/2004
33. The Indian Gipsy 1/1/2004
34. Indian Dancer 1/1/2004
35. Street Cries 1/1/2004
36. Leili 1/1/2004
37. Alabaster 1/1/2004
38. Village Song 1/1/2004
39. In Salutation To The Eternal Peace 1/3/2003
40. A Love Song From The North 1/3/2003

Comments about Sarojini Naidu

  • afiya (4/15/2018 6:58:00 AM)

    beautiful poems of sarojini ji

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  • Ayesha (4/2/2018 11:38:00 AM)

    I like her thoughts

  • Apoorvadursheti (3/17/2018 10:27:00 PM)

    Your Indian weavers, palaquin bearers, bazaars of Hyderabad, bangle sellers, r just ama

  • Aditya (3/17/2018 8:21:00 AM)

    Faltu poems

  • Suhani (1/20/2018 6:54:00 AM)

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

  • 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.

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

    Mast poems,,, I love this

  • Shalet (11/20/2017 10:35:00 AM)

    Most inspiring female writer

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

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Best Poem of Sarojini Naidu

Indian Weavers

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.


Weavers, weaving solemn and still,
What do you weave in the moonlight chill? . . .
White as a feather and white as a cloud,
We weave a dead man's funeral shroud.

Read the full of Indian Weavers

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,

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