Sarojini Naidu ( 1879-1945 ) is known as the night angel of India. She was among the most visible leaders of pre-Independent India. President of the Indian National Congress and the first woman governor of free India, she was a passionate advocate for India, avidly mobilising support for Indian Independence abroad. For Her excellent skills in literature she is always cherished in all our hearts.

Poems by Sarojini Naidu

(There are many more poems writeen by Sarojini Naidu but here I have added a few of them)

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  ~~~~~THE SOUL'S PRAYER~~~~~

  By Sarojini Naidu

   

  In childhood's pride I said to Thee:

  "O Thou, who mad'st me of Thy breath,

  Speak, Master, and reveal to me

  Thine inmost laws of life and death.

   

  "Give me to drink each joy and pain

  Which Thine eternal hand can mete,

  For my insatiate soul can drain

  Earth's utmost bitter, utmost sweet.

   

  "Spare me no bliss, no pang of strife,

  Withhold no gift or grief I crave,

  The intricate lore of love and life

  And mystic knowledge of the grave."

  

  Lord, Thou didst answer stern and low:

  "Child, I will hearken to thy prayer,

  And thy unconquered soul shall know

  All passionate rapture and despair.

   

  "Thou shalt drink deep of joy and fame,

  And love shall burn thee like a fire,

  And pain shall cleanse thee like a flame,

  To purge the dross from thy desire.

   

  "So shall thy chastened spirit yearn

  To seek from its blind prayer release,

  And spent and pardoned, sue to learn

  The simple secret of My peace.

   

  I, bending from my sevenfold height,

  Will teach thee of My quickening grace,

  Life is a prism of My light,

  And Death the shadow of My face."

~~~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 ecstasy of starry silence sleeps
On the still mountains and the soundless deeps,
And my soul hungers for thy voice, O then,
Love, like the magic of wild melodies,
Let thy soul answer mine across the seas.

I will add more of her Poems very soon...