Oh my heart – Poetry from Uzbekistan
I never expect loyalty from anyone
All they have is betrayal
You even made your heart a trust
Don’t be trusting, don’t die, oh my heart.
Nilufar Tokhtaboyeva, a budding poet from Uzbekistan, shares her poetry
Nilufar Tokhtaboyeva, hailing from Uzbekistan, was born on September 16, 2007. She is student in Kosonsoy district, Namangan region. In her free time, she actively participates in various clubs and courses.

Oh my heart
I never expect loyalty from anyone
All they have is betrayal
You even made your heart a trust
Don’t be trusting, don’t die, oh my heart.
Sometimes you cried and did what you did
You saw with eyes that no one cares about
Maybe you understood too late, you understood enough
Don’t be trusting, don’t die, oh my heart
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Trust
I must justify my parents’ trust
May their joy be like a poplar!
The heart feels victories ahead
Father and mother are ahead
You will see that your daughter will surely succeed
Bad gossip goes beyond words
When enemies block the path, she gathers strength
Father and mother are ahead
If only our hearts were clean from dirt
Those flowers that could not see us withered
You gave us confidence, our hearts were filled
Father and mother are ahead
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Poetry
A heart familiar with poetry
They make it look like a lily
And hearts without poetry
They are as cold as winter
These words are not in vain
They are taken from this life
There is nothing wrong with a book
They are given such a status
Oh, poetry has put me in a grassy meadow
With those I have written
If I could go far
People do not quite understand
What these verses are
Thinking about it, I now know
The unity of seven dimensions
I spread poems when I write
A poem that gives peace to the heart
I have fit the worlds into it
In my opinion, this is the greatest party
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