INDIAN WEAVERS
About the Poem
Indian Weavers are highly skilled in their work. They work hard from dawn to late in the night.
They can weave beautiful cloths for all the occasions of life viz, birth, marriage and death.
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 m 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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