Why do I love the dawn, the horizon?
If I don’t see why I can’t stand!
Why do I wait for the dawn every morning!!
Why can’t I love an angel!
Charos Erkinova, a budding poetess from Uzbekistan, shares her poetry
Charos Erkinova was born on November 13, 2008 in Navroz neighborhood of Pastdargom district of Samarkand region of Uzbekistan. Currently, she is a 10th grade student at a school. She studied English, Russian, Turkish, Korean and Uzbek languages. Her samples of creativity are regularly published in many countries such as Germany, Italy, Argentina, Bangladesh, California, Turkey, Kenya and others.
Why do I love the dawn?
Why do I love the dawn, the horizon?
If I don’t see why I can’t stand!
Why do I wait for the dawn every morning!!
Why can’t I love an angel!
Do not decorate my life with flowers, my God,
If you give it, it will be a good idea!
Don’t write my prayers to you,
If early morning is the order of the day…
I love your love, my lips are bleeding,
I drink my tears, I am thirsty for love.
I love with all my heart and soul,
I swear for my love.
I fall like a tear
My heart is beating, the seams are tight. As the days grow closer to my eyes,
I will be absorbed in YOU slowly…
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Lie
It’s a lie from the beginning
My word, my conscience is a lie.
Blood flows in my veins,
It’s a lie that it’s hot.
Am I hurt by a lie?
I always lied.
I must have cut my eyes,
Did I lie?
God to you?!
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