Tillaniso
Tillaniso was born in 1993 in Bukhara region, Uzbekistan and graduated from the National University. She is author of some books such as “Dilkhat”, “Olovrang Tugyon”, “Blood” and “Sunbula”.
In 2021, she was awarded the “Tahsin” youth award. She is Member of the Union of Writers of Uzbekistan. Her poems have been published in Great Britain, Spain, Iran, Azerbaijan, Turkey, and Russia.
You come to the lake
You come to the lake
To drown yourself
Which is ten days ago
Came with your loved one.
From the lake bridge
Staring to the sky
And down to the water.
Look here and there
Landscapes
Philosophies
Memories…
If you listen to the green whisper of the leaves
Trembling leaves are like the news of the future,
If whispers, it’s like a word from God.
Birds fly over your head,
Gray infinity above your head –
You kiss infinity and write to it:
What do you lose when you die?
What if you live?
What’s the use of death, if you can just live?
The heart wants to understand the truth of destiny to the end
If your soul finds strength to face the truth
What is the use of death?
Do you have the opportunity to understand forever? –
Infinity writes this in your heart
Death whispers this to your soul.
You looked up to the sky and down to the blue water,
You looked into the eyes of death for a moment.
Bright infinity is spinning above your head!
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I saw the cities
I saw the cities
I walked in them
I wanted to see
What is there?
But in front of me
I met people who reminded me
And people I want to avoid.
I forgot the name of the person
The ways I forgot
Reminding people
Battles and rushes came out.
I lay down again
I did not get up for many years
I wrapped myself in bed
The Earth finally said:
I can’t take your pain
Don’t lean on me.
I stood up, I sat down
My friend said:
Wear a protective mask
Protect yourself like a shield
Let no imagination enter it
And impressions
Battles and rushes.
But I did not wear this shield
The world also said:
Don’t lean on me.
I went to the heaven
I wanted to throw myself out of the sky
Want to be a cobbler
I fly from the sky to the ground.
The sky said:
A flying person is always without support
The flying man is always suspended
Air and space take him everywhere
A person who flies forever without a support
And the unsupported can always fly.
I am without support
But the flying human!
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Translated by Nodirabegim
