Who says that the autumn is poor like a yellow leaf? Look at the yellow leaf objectively, Live looking for beauty in the world, Like the girl who says that existence is a miracle.
[author title=”Mokhira Eshpulatova” image=”https://sindhcourier.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/09/Mokhira-Sindh-Courier.jpg”]Mokhira Eshpulatova is an Uzbek writer and poetess. She was born in Khatirchi district of Navoiy region, Republic of Uzbekistan on October 25, 1995. She graduated from Navoiy Pedagogical University. By profession she is a teacher of Uzbek language and literature.[/author]
Sixteen Age
Today is a simple dawn of golden autumn,
The sound of life is heard around,
All people hurry to their study and work,
For them, today is a simple dawn of autumn.
But for this girl, today is not a simple day,
Happiness in her heart moves to her face,
Today she is celebrating her sixteenth birthday,
“Sixteen Age,” she said looking at her autumn.
Of course!
Autumn is only hers,
Trees shed their leaves on her way,
Spring, summer painted whole world with flowers,
Only for today!
Who says that the autumn is poor like a yellow leaf?
Look at the yellow leaf objectively,
Live looking for beauty in the world,
Like the girl who says that existence is a miracle.
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I tore the letter that you had written for me,
Playful winds took it away,
I wiped the tears in my eyes,
But they remain in my heart.
I tore the letter that you had written for me,
Its pieces cried and groaned.
They said, I am a piece of broken heart,
And they win over my proud.
I tore the letter that you had written for me,
***
You are filling in my eyes,
And leaning against my eyelashes,
When suddenly my eyes meet your eyes,
I fear that you pour.
You are filling in my eyes,
Like fifteen days silver Moon,
Like a drop of dew in the clover-field,
Like a mother who is ready to nurse her baby.
You are filling in my eyes,
The heart, not distance is closer,
You feel my feelings.
But, you are pity for me and you are tormenting yourself,
You are moving away from me…
Oh, you are tormenting me and you are pity for yourself,
You are filling in my eyes.
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