MINHOJIDDIN MIRZO, poet, enlightener, he worked for Uzbekistan Writers Association. Currently he is the head of Uzbekistan Board of spirituality and enlightenment. Published several poetry books.
GYMNASTICS OF THE PAST
Get ready! Start!
One, two, three, four!..
Bow down!
Sit down!
Stand up!
Now run about on the spot!
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I waited for your coming every moment,
My heart was as a step-cloth on your way.
Feelings gulped back a soul’s torment
And my heart was like fabric to pray.
Having looked around with sad voice
My eyes exalted you and made a call.
As the morning blossoms that are pure
My spirit wished your face and took a fall.
You didn’t come and as if disappeared,
But heart felt you were with me so close.
When I lost myself in fragrance, joy
I knew that you were guest of heart, my rose.
Sometimes you cover dapper lights in me
And stamping splendid name you return home.
Like a song was coming to the world –
Appealing howl of the heart and moan
Heart as flower opened in your spring,
Whispering your name the time slips by
I can not be your host any more
