A poem by Khosiyat Rustamova
You don’t believe – but I am still alive, Four seasons and four winters on my shoulder. It’s not easy in forty years to strive – For the heaviest heart to become a holder.
Category: Translations from Uzbek poetry
Hey, Friends
A ghazal by Alisher Navoi Hey, Friends Distressed lovers suffer from the beloved’s separation, hey friends, I do not have my truelove, so I’m not in laceration, hey friends. Would you advise that I need to keep the sweetheart’s love[…]
Usmon Azim
(A letter to my poet friend on Alpamysh) Alpamysh is sleeping in the Arpali Desert. I will not bother him. If he wakes up, what shall we ask him to do, Khurshid Davron? Will he sell sunflower seeds at the[…]
A ghazal by Alisher Navoi
Her promise of coming tonight that cypress-like belle didn’t keep, Looking forward to seeing her till early dawn I couldn’t sleep. I could’ve died of ghastly boredom but the stunner didn’t come, Feeling every moment nervous on my tiptoe I[…]
The strongest scream
by Khurshid Davron A speechless person’s scream Has the strongest tone. Imagine, how strong Is the squall of gravestones… The most powerful silence Is not the silence of the eyes, Neither of the stone, nor of the dumb. The most[…]
Bayts from Alisher Navoi’s ghazals
A man whom I wish speak to, likes not to perceive, There is a man who wishes me, but heart will not receive.
A poem by Muhiddin Abdusamad
*** Stones are falling, Tears are flowing… … Sew a hood for my heart… The snow perched on my eyelash Wrings my soul, That is awful… … Sew a hood for my heart… Like a slit of my pocket Life[…]
GUZAL BEGIM
Your Voice Is Happiness that visited my heart the farther away the closer it is in my thoughts it waves in my ear and appears in my eyes my smiles gaze at the mirror your voice puts a line on[…]
Navoi’s Monologue
Navoi: Tune, ghazal, oh scratch anew my sore, It reminded of ill-fated room once more. (Guli) I’ve a favor, in a blooming garden, When buds blossom with their look so ardent, Call to mind a bud that passed away,[…]