Indian Weavers poem by Sarojini Naidu

Sarojini Naidu - Indian Weavers

Poem Indian Weavers by sarojini naidu. You can see more Sarojini Naidu poems and quotes. Also enjoy funny, love, friendship, family poems. You can see more famous poems by this author : LEILI, Life, My Dead Dream, Nightfall In The City Of Hyderabad, Ode To H.H. The Nizam Of Hyderabad, . Poems by Sarojini Naidu

Indian Weavers by Sarojini Naidu

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.

Sarojini Naidu

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