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Sarojini Naidu, known as the “Nightingale of India,” was a renowned poet and freedom fighter. Her poetry beautifully captures themes of nature, love, patriotism, and Indian traditions.

Here’s one of her most famous and beautiful poems:

“Indian Weavers”

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.

This short yet profound poem symbolizes the three stages of life—birth, marriage, and death—through the colors and fabrics woven by Indian weavers. It reflects the beauty and depth of Indian culture with Naidu’s signature lyrical touch.

@nandasagec MANISHA NANDAN

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