written by Sarojini NaiduNAY, no longer I may hold you,
In my spirit's soft caresses,
Nor like lotus-leaves enfold you
In the tangles of my tresses.
Fairy fancies, fly away
To the white cloud-wildernesses,
Fly away!
Nay, no longer ye may linger
With your laughter-lighted faces,
Now I am a thought-worn singer
In life's high and lonely places.
Fairy fancies, fly away,
To bright wind-inwoven spaces,
Fly away!
Sarojini Naidu
written by Sarojini Naidu, published on Sat 11.01.2008 at 16:45
WHEN from my cheek I lift my veil,
The roses turn with envy pale,
And from their pierced hearts, rich with pain,
written by Sarojini Naidu, published on Sun 09.21.2008 at 23:50
A KOKILA called from a henna-spray:
Lira! liree! Lira! liree!
Hasten, maidens, hasten away
written by Sarojini Naidu, published on Wed 09.03.2008 at 03:07
LIKE this alabaster box whose art
Is frail as a cassia-flower, is my heart,
Carven with delicate dreams and wrought
written by Sarojini Naidu, published on Fri 08.15.2008 at 22:27
TARRY a while, O Death, I cannot die
While yet my sweet life burgeons with its spring;
written by Sarojini Naidu, published on Sat 06.21.2008 at 16:38
He
Lift up the veils that darken the delicate moon
of thy glory and grace,
Withhold not, O love, from the night
written by Sarojini Naidu, published on Fri 05.23.2008 at 09:01
ONCE in the dream of a night I stood
Lone in the light of a magical wood,
Soul-deep in visions that poppy-like sprang;