Numonjonova Shahnozakhon - Poem
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YOUR VOICE
Your voice will come
My words guide you.
Crazy dive on your sheep,
His mind is busy with you.
If I say yes, you have a long way to go
But this is not enough.
Your wave is a trap for me
He flirts back and forth.
My heart rejoices when I think of you
I don't know how these months came.
The day you dreamed of
My memories are flowing.
your voice will come
My words guide you.
Crazy dive on your sheep,
Return to your chest.
SNOW
It's snowing slowly,
in the middle of a busy city.
It's like I've seen winter
In a children's game.
They take off their gloves and
White-bellied.
They go to the field,
Snow flies.
Anwar pulls a great sled.
What happened to the flower?
Emotions are in the body,
This is the beginning of winter.
Children in the square,
Can't get enough of the game.
Storks in the sky,
He never stops dancing.
Like quiet children
Until the rest of the fall.
Oh, what happened to that feeling
The pleasure of winter is special!
***
How long will you wait for me
I can't do much with you.
It was nobody, friend, you think
No one has become a confidant like you.
When I fall in love with you,
Look at me with pity.
Your eyes are sadder, why
"Have I forgotten?" he said.
I remember my days gone by,
I used to have fun with you.
I spent nights without you, my heart is half-hearted,
I appreciate it, my soul is a doll.
Numonjonova Shahnozakhon. She was born on June 7, 2009 in Fergana region. Currently, she is studying at the creative school named after Erkin Vahidov organized by PIIMA. Her creative works have been published in several international magazines and has various international certificates. The creator's future goal is to become an international ambassador and receive a state award named after Zulfiya.
