Autumn Song – A Beautiful Poem by Sarojini Naidu

7 years ago

1 minute

Like a joy on the heart of a sorrow,
The sunset hangs on a cloud;

A golden storm of glittering sheaves,
Of fair and frail and fluttering leaves,
The wild wind blows in a cloud.

Hark to a voice that is calling
To my heart in the voice of the wind:

My heart is weary and sad and alone,
For its dreams like the fluttering leaves have gone,
And why should I stay behind?