A collection of poems about birds and birds

SHARE WITH FRIENDS:

MAYNA - Abdulla Oripov

I listen to the noise of the garden,

Here a variety of birds roam.

The swallow is a world in itself,

And yet the overflowing minds.

 

I have never seen such a heavy bird,

Ten choices in one fell swoop.

It does not matter to him: day or night,

Dangal will be your partner at the table.

 

If you see him walking, lift, sell,

Maybe the farang scent you sprinkled.

The music barely beats itself,

Oh, the value of not hitting the ground.

 

At the same time ripe raisins in your garden,

He owns what he sows.

Anyway, there are thirty-two teeth in it,

Better a poor horse than no horse at all.

 

If he could, the earth would be bald,

Then they ate each other and found each other.

There are many honest birds in the world,

They also live in the shade.

 

EAGLE PART - Abdulla Oripov

It is ringing in the ears from time to time

One such narration, one such admonition:

When helpless

An eagle hitting itself on rocks.

 

I beseech thee, O Lord,

Thank you for your language.

Do not deprive me of your mercy,

Do not oppress your friends, despise your enemies.

 

Though wise, though foolish,

I agree, you gave birth to a child.

When I am old, I am a beggar

You focus on putting them in your hands.

 

The ruin of the hut is enough for me, so

I live in the home of patience.

Iloya, don't bow your head

On the threshold of arrogant people.

 

I look at my yellowish dark sun,

A night of slow-moving life.

Unless you have mercy on me, let it fall on my head,

Well, the day of that helpless eagle.

 

CHICKEN CHILDREN

To the speaker of the oven,

The sparrow built a nest.

It is being used, my children are standing.

Living in the oven, if you like

life is over.

Without leaving it,

I started thinking about the event.

Then carefully,

I took it from inside the speaker.

By providing a safer treatment,

I put hay under it.

Give them food,

I can see for myself.

Suddenly thinking about this,

My face lit up! …

 

STORK

The stork came, the spring,

It flew in from the south.

“Welcome to my country,

We have been waiting for you for a long time.

Build yourself a kitchen,

Take care of your child.

Being sensitive to the environment,

Wake up higher.

If you are always careful,

From the boy with the "slingshot".

If you fall into his hands,

There is no use crying.

Wing

summer sure -free, Three higher than the cloud.

Remember us but

because friendship is real power! »

 

THE CROW AND THE NUT

It was late autumn, in the plow,

A crow was walking.

Everywhere, leaving traces,

He was watching something.

After a while the crow,

He raised his nose.

In the crow's beak,

There was a nut.

Looking for nuts,

"I rode" towards the crow.

When I go, the crow is in the sky,

I said, "Soup!"

 

BIRDS IN AUTUMN

The birds flew,

To distant lands.

They go back again,

When spring comes to us.

During the spring,

They will return.

To the strange sounds,

The whole world is full.

For now, well, boring,

Don't be late for the trip.

"Record" address,

Don't rush back!

 

ALMAKHON AND ZAGIZGAN

He kept picking walnuts,

In summer and autumn.

Just playing and laughing,

Yallo and Zagizgan.

Olmakhanni Zagizg'on,

Rosa joked.

Every time you touch the jig,

He was very upset.

 

Then came summer and autumn, and winter came.

Zagʼzgʻonni qarni xoʼp,

The trumpet sounded.

Boray says he has no friends,

Rosa's head stiffened.

Even he is poor,

He became ill.

Clinging to the ceiling, eyes without light,

He was lying down.

Illness of Zagizgon,

I can't hear you.

From Almaxon Zagiz,

He is taking a message.

After a while, zagʼizgʼon,

He recovered and left.

In honor of a dear friend,

That's it.

From Zagʼizg'on almaxon,

He apologized.

Olmaxon zagʼzgʼonga:

He said, "Yes, I have forgiven you."

Then the two,

He became a lifelong friend.

If I share a story,

The bottom of the cocktail is delicious.

My friends, my fairy tale,

It's over, finally!

 

TURNALAR - Sodiqjon Inoyatov

Autumn has come, as it were

Soft, pleasant navoga.

The "dry" cranes

Coming into the air.

Here they are gathered

To go south,

Like pearl beads

They lined up on a rope.

Birds are a hot country

He gets ready to go.

But eager, impatient,

It turns into a circle.

I stared at the birds

I noticed a meaning:

Country love cranes

He would not let go.

 

LAYLAK KELSA - Safo Achil

When the stork comes

It will be summer.

To take a bath

Soz will be.

To the storks

Thank you very much.

Stone them

Don't shoot, Ahmed.

If you throw a stone,

When I throw stones,

Kelmas stork.

If he doesn't come,

Summer is not coming.

If summer doesn't come,

Not at all

Our life is long!

Taken from the book "Gulgina"

 

FORGIVE ME KHOROZIM - Zulfiya Muminova

I bathed my cock,

My hand is full of soap.

I didn't like it,

Dakanglab fled.

Tobi ran my cock,

Is it cold?

I was forced to take a bath

Did you mind?

We immediately showed the doctor,

The doctor took medicine.

In the morning he cried out,

So he forgave me.

 

 

GREETINGS FROM THE ROOSTER - Zulfiya Muminova

Don't call me a thief,

There will be a thief from Ros t.

This is a thief fox on the go

When will it be right?

If you see Tulkijon

Say a warm word.

When he walked, he was obese

Say hello to the chickens.

 

OLANQANOT'S ADVICE TO POLAPONS - Tursunboy Adashboev

In the garden of Nasibang,

My dear, my darling.

Let the falcons be amazed,

My dear.

Be as wild as eagles!

It's all about harmony.

It's time to find out

Throw it to the prey!

Blackbird, Blackbird,

Crows with Crows -

They are thieves, nests

Chase alone.

Stubbornness, guilt

Just suits us,

Do it at the same time

It is considered bravery.

Seeing the orchard,

Your eyes will be four.

Do not bite the pear,

The bands are brittle.

Please try again

To all kinds of fruit,

Eat selectively, please

The sweetest, the coolest.

Grapes with chili

Don't leave me alone,

Cherries, dates, pears

Do not shave the sparrows.

The losers are always

Cherry lover,

Never be a bird,

You lick spoon.

They say Olaqanot,

Ota-bobong horse.

Don't sit down, baby,

Musichaday tartinib…

happy.uz

Leave a comment