Xasanova Aziza Kumushbek - poem
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1)Mother
I used to close my eyes in silence,
When fear would rise, I’d hold you tight.
Now that I’ve grown, I understand this truth:
Mother, there is no one like you in this world.
I feel like crying when I see your hair,
Looking closely, white strands in between.
Sometimes I’m the reason, sometimes life’s own trials,
Mother, there is no one like you in this world.
There is no warmer place than your embrace.
Without you, this world feels like orphaned land.
I’d wander forever through endless deserts,
And still I’d return to say once more:
Mother, there is no one like you in this world.
2)Thank You, Life
I no longer look behind,
Nor do I cry remembering the past.
With a light and gentle smile,
I say to you: thank you, life!
I’ve walked through rough and bumpy roads,
At times I laughed, at times felt worn.
But I never gave up on brighter days,
I say to you: thank you, life!
In every fate my Creator has written,
There lies a wisdom, always
Xasanova Aziza Kumushbek qizi. Born on October 1, 2004 in Chirchik, Tashkent Region. Currently a student at Tashkent University of Economics and Pedagogy. On March 1, 2025, she received the title of "Faculty Zulfiya" in a competition held by the university. She has published several scientific articles.His poems and stories have been published in many newspapers, magazines, and websites around the world. Her poems, stories, and works are constantly published in countries such as Albania, Pakistan, Italy, America, Great Britain, Germany, India, Argentina, Turkey, Arabia and Uzbekistan, Kenya, Africa, Korea.
