Pain – Poetry from Uzbekistan
Mukhlisa Eshpulatova, a poetess from the country known as the hub of world heritage sites, shares her poems.

Mukhlisa Eshpulatova
Mukhlisa Eshpulatova was born on November 30, 1996 in Samarkand. She graduated from the Faculty of Philology of Samarkand State University. She is a teacher.
Pain
Friend,
This world is not worth love
I loved without knowing it.
There are many ways, but
I haven’t found my way yet.
I hoped for lovely spring,
Happiness laughs like a bud,
Betrayal broke me hardly
The tallest tree in my heart,
I dreamed in the summer
That the sun listens to me
But my left heart is burning
With the cries of patience.
I gave my hand to autumn,
To be a salve for pain, dear.
They did not leave my soul,
Like I haven’t forgotten you either.
This world is not worth love.
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Blessing
How am I living in this world, mother?
I realized that I was walking between blades.
I was confused by the fire, not the candle
It is difficult for me to save my life.
Understand, I did not rest in this world
I didn’t look at the candle like they did.
I looked at the sun looking for light
And burned from my soul to my wings.
I dived into the sea and couldn’t reach the shore
My pains flowed like a flood on paper.
I want to forget my sorrows for a day
My feelings burned like fire in my chest.
I was the one who couldn’t find definition
I expressed my weakness in words.
A moment that survives every test
I laughed at the worries of the world.
One day when I counted my life
So many sales did not overcome me.
Then I know the great God will say
Your mother’s blessing protected you.
Then I sit silently crying…
***
One Day…
One day the road will end
I will go your way, my love
After all, on the roads without you
I struggled and did not find love.
Loneliness will end one day
I will hold the hand of happiness.
But that hearty dear friend
Will you quietly forget me?
Being without you will end one day
Pain doesn’t bother me anymore.
Then I will give you my
Longing heart, do you get it?
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