Cradle Song

FROM groves of spice,
O'er fields of rice,
Athwart the lotus-stream,
I bring for you,
Aglint with dew
A little lovely dream.


Sweet, shut your eyes,
The wild fire-fiies
Dance through the fairy neem;
From the poppy-bole
For you I stole
A little lovely dream.


Dear eyes, good-night,
In golden light
The stars around you gleam;
On you I press
With soft caress
A little lovely dream.

by Sarojini Naidu

Comments (7)

A sweet, cute poem.....so lovely.....
Very beautiful poem............
I bring for you, Aglint with dew A little lovely dream. a fine poem.. of a great indian poetess.. tony
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It was a wonderful poem. I love it’s rymimg
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