poem on Sarojini Naidu
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The Bird of Time
O Bird of Time on your fruitful bough
What are the songs you sing? . . .
Songs of the glory and gladness of life,
Of poignant sorrow and passionate strife,
And the lilting joy of the spring;
Of hope that sows for the years unborn,
And faith that dreams of a tarrying morn,
The fragrant peace of the twilight's breath,
And the mystic silence that men call death.
O Bird of Time, say where did you learn
The changing measures you sing? . . .
In blowing forests and breaking tides,
In the happy laughter of new-made brides,
And the nests of the new-born spring;
In the dawn that thrills to a mother's prayer,
And the night that shelters a heart's despair,
In the sigh of pity, the sob of hate,
And the pride of a soul that has conquered fate.
By Sarojini Naidu (13 February 1879 – 2 March 1949)
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The Nightingale of India, Sarojini was a prolific writter and port
she composed poetry in which Swift through and strong emotions sprang in to lyrics by themselves
she has given expression to the joys as well as to the sorrow of life