Таржима бекати: шоира Гулчеҳра Нуруллаева бугун 86 ёшга кирган бўлардилар. Руҳлари шод бўлсин! Бу опанинг қайси шеърлари? He and Me by Gulchehra Nurullaeva He seeks submission, a person to obey, Yet I crave courage in every day. Gold, luxury, fame[…]
Йиғлаётган қиз Йўлдош ЭШБЕК шеъри A Crying Girl by YO’LDOSh ESHBEK A grievous girl, now you leave in depth, Your steps echo in this solemn garden, Your sufferings vast as the world’s breadth, Your tears shed like stars, each one[…]
Inheritance A poem by Miraziz A’zam When my father died, three children were we, Mother was only twenty-four. Grandfather took care of her, you see, His widowed daughter he did adore. The year we sold our house for twenty grand,[…]
Кубадаги Ҳавана халқаро шеърият фестивалида ўқиганим шеърлар: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4HuVG_Iv8DU
Every human is a believer in this world Someone believes God exists and there is love that keeps you alive Someone believes it is not true Someone believes God has nothing to do with war or hatred[…]
MEET YOU IN THE CLOUD HOUSE for Neeli “…Wipe my tears tell me I’m remembered lie if you must….” All those birds that flew into your poems where will they go now? and all those voices within you Whitman for[…]
English: Vultures from The Tower of Silence Migrate to Gaza forever Uzbek : O’laksaxo’rlar Sukunat minorasindan Ko’chib o’tar G’azoga abad Français : Les vautours de la Tour du Silence migrent pour toujours à Gaza. […]
THE POET’S BELOVED In the realm of verses, a poet true, No office sought, no statesmen he’d woo. His pain etched on paper, a common strife, Freedom’s hands he kissed, embracing life. Beside him stood a woman, a guiding cane,[…]
SOUL Why, my heart, bind with such fetters— Made friends with chains, your plight betters? No lament or cry, barely a sigh, Slow senses, time passing by. Abuse, can it scar the soul’s grace, Will base acts forever leave no[…]
THERE IS a BIRD Whispers claim I am a bird, A creature amid all seasons. Yet self-comprehension, absurd, Longs for wings, fleeing life’s reasons. But hold back those flattering tones, Don’t orchestrate grand eulogies. There’s a bird, once freely flown,[…]