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The Poet's Love-Song
by Sarojini Naidu
In noon-tide hours, O Love, secure and strong,
I need thee not; mad dreams are mine to bind
The world to my desire, and hold the wind
A voiceless captive to my conquering song.
I need thee not, I am content with these:
Keep silence in thy soul, beyond the seas!
But in the desolate hour of midnight, when
An ectasy of starry silence sleeps
And my soul hungers for thy voice, O then,
Love, like the magic of wild melodies,
Let thy soul answer mine across the seas
On February 13, 1879, in Hyderabad India, Aghore Nath Chattopadhyay and Barada Sundari Devi welcomed daughter Sarojini Chattopadhyay into the world. Sarojini was the first born child and had seven younger siblings. Sarojini father had a doctorate of science and worked at the university. Her mother was a poetess. All the children were taught English at a very early age. By the age of twelve Sarojini the Matriculation of the Madras University. In 1895 she was sent to England to study at King’s College in London. Sarojini did not do well being sent away to study and her mental health suffered.
In September 1898 she returned home. By that December she married Dr. Govindurajulu Naidu even though their families were against the match. While in England, Sarojini met Arthur Symons. The two wrote each after her return to India. Symons was the one who pushed Sarojini to publish her poems ”Golden Threshold” in 1905. Followed by two other collections of poems, "The Bird of Time" and "The Broken Wings".
In 1916 Sarojini met Mahatma Gandhi, this changed her to focus all her energy to fight for freedom. Finding India’s freedom became the content of her work. She poured her heart and soul into it. In 1918 she published "Feast of Youth" Followed by "The Magic Tree", "The Wizard Mask" and "A Treasury of Poems" Sarojini was said to be responsible for awakening the women of India. She traveled all over India telling women to get out of the kitchen and fight for their rights. She
chaired the summit of Congress in Kanpur. Just three years later she traveled to the United States and shared her message of nonviolence and the was of Gandhi.
Sarojini took the reins of Gandhi’s movement in 1930, when he was arrested at a protest. Sarojini herself was later arrested at a protest and spent twenty-one months in prison. Following the independence of India from England Sarojini became the first women Governor of Uttar Pradesh.
Sarojini Naidu died of a heart attack while working in her office on March 2, 1949.
A Love Song from the North
by Sarojini Naidu
Tell me no more of thy love, papeeha,
Wouldst thou recall to my heart, papeeha,
Dreams of delight that are gone,
When swift to my side came the feet of my lover
With stars of the dusk and the dawn?
I see the soft wings of the clouds on the river,
And jewelled with raindrops the mango-leaves quiver,
And tender boughs flower on the plain.....
But what is their beauty to me, papeeha,
Beauty of blossom and shower, papeeha,
That brings not my lover again?
Tell me no more of thy love, papeeha,
Wouldst thou revive in my heart, papeeha
Grief for the joy that is gone?
I hear the bright peacock in glimmering woodlands
Cry to its mate in the dawn;
I hear the black koel's slow, tremulous wooing,
And sweet in the gardens the calling and cooing
Of passionate bulbul and dove....
But what is their music to me, papeeha
Songs of their laughter and love, papeeha,
To me, forsaken of love?
In The Forest
by Sarojini Naidu
Here, O my heart, let us burn the dear dreams that are dead,
Here in this wood let us fashion a funeral pyre
Of fallen white petals and leaves that are mellow and red,
Here let us burn them in noon's flaming torches of fire.
We are weary, my heart, we are weary, so long we have borne
The heavy loved burden of dreams that are dead, let us rest,
Let us scatter their ashes away, for a while let us mourn;
We will rest, O my heart, till the shadows are gray in the west.
But soon we must rise, O my heart, we must wander again
Into the war of the world and the strife of the throng;
Let us rise, O my heart, let us gather the dreams that remain,
We will conquer the sorrow of life with the sorrow of song.
Thank you all!
Stormy Lady
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WHO AM I YOU MAY ASK?
TO BE JUST SITTING HERE
TO BOW MY WEARY HEAD
AND LIVE IN CONSTANT FEAR
TO CLOSE MY CRYING EYES
AND NEVER ONCE SPEAK
TO NEVER REALLY FIND
THE THING I TRULY SEEK
WHAT HAVE I LEFT TO LOSE?
THAT CAN MEAN SO MUCH
A LOVING, GIVING HEART
OR JUST A SIMPLE TOUCH
A SOUL FULL OF DREAMS
THAT ARE MY VERY BEING
A PLACE TO CALL MINE
THAT I AM NOT FLEEING
WHERE WILL I BE GOING?
IF I CHOOSE TO LEAVE
YESTERDAY, TODAY, TOMORROW
NO ONE LEFT TO GRIEVE
THE PATH I WALK WAS CHOSEN
I WILL WALK UNTIL THE END
NO ONE TO HELP ME FIND
THE PLACE I SHOULD BEGIN
WHEN IS THIS NIGHTMARE OVER?
I NEVER CAN SEE THE END
I JUST TRY TO GET THROUGH IT
SO I CAN BREATHE AGAIN
MY TORTURED, DYING MIND
IS A REMINDER OF MY LIFE
THE BATTLE THAT I FIGHT
THE MADNESS AND STRIFE
WHY DO I SIT HERE SILENTLY?
WATCHING MY WORLD GO ASTRAY
WAITING, WAITING PATIENTLY
TO FIND A BETTER WAY
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I TRY MY BEST TO REPLY
BECAUSE I HAVE NO ANSWER TO
WHO, WHAT, WHERE, WHEN, WHY?
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