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We present to your attention the poems of senior students studying at the Hamid Olimjon and Zulfiya creative school located in the Jizzakh region.
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One step to love
We don't have the courage to give up.
Alas, pouring out the heart's sweetness,
We have no art to speak of.
Draw a picture of me,
Do you miss the days?
You don't tell me what's on your mind
Yes... You have strong pride too.
ok, so be it
Don't worry too much about love.
My feelings for you
Don't tell a lie!
Bringing love to this world
I was born in the season of love.
You are right that you are in heaven,
I'm a sunny girl, yes I really am.
Gulsanam Bahriddinova
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My words made the cloud cry,
He was the only one who hurt me.
Loneliness..
The lack of you….
Ignorance….
This is what I was looking for.
Leaving honor in the middle,
Let no misfortune come upon me.
I went to the roof of infinity,
Don't let my heart say "wrong way".
Silence is the queen in my heart,
My sorrows became king in my heart.
It hurts to drop from my eyes,
It's a shame that it came out of the language.
But one thought didn't comfort me -
I left something in your way.
I cried…
I searched for…
I remembered...
My smile is in your hands.
You didn't give back a life,
It was a memory from me.
Loneliness…
You are not...
Ignorance…
That's all that's left of you.
Umida Mavlonova
About the truth
Truth seeker,
Although he does not know, the truth is abstract.
If he judges, it is fisq-u fasod
He was watching without saying a word, silent.
A person who seeks the truth
Just look at him.
When the truth is found
Sufficient human tolerance.
Words are bitter, views are pure
The truth is lost, I said.
After all, this is a passing world,
I was looking for the truth.
With the intention of finding out
Who do we ask for the truth?
Even when we find the truth
How do we look in the eyes?
We're still looking,
Maybe dead, or still alive...
We will find one day, however
We can't look him in the eye!
Iroda Kholbekova
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At night, you lie on your lap, sky,
Honestly, my glasses are not starry?
I still live with whimsy,
Are the cries silent in this stubborn soul of mine?
The waves of longing make a riot,
A heart drowned in red knots.
Our silence is deep in silence,
Oh, the sea, we must be alike.
My heart seems to be empty
My emotions are pouring out.
You stole half of it, world.
It's half a slice mixed with pain.
It is raining, my soul is from the eyes of my eyes
He is not young, he is suffering.
Happiness is joy and happiness
Look at the hopes.
My faith sank into the depths of abstraction,
Winds, you seem to blow away my value...
There are no answers to questions and problems.
The queries in this language are pretty much limitless.
My thoughts are bothering me,
A dreamy verse buried in my heart.
Listen, I have a request for you:
Bring me back to myself, life!
Nasiba Bashmonova
Unwounded love
After all, I grew up embracing happiness,
What trade did my head see?
You are my unwounded love
I am not yet eighteen.
Praying for my happiness in the mornings
I cried hard at night.
From the slice left in your left breast
Is your heart hurting?
The good news of autumn
I slowly wrapped myself in a flower.
To achieve goodness
I asked Maysa for permission.
God, give love! One of them
I didn't burn, I didn't burn!
There are still ashes in your palms
I didn't get rid of my pain.
God, give love! Begging
Until he gave his heart to the stone.
I can't admit this love
If I don't give my heart to the soil.
why can i lie
Every action is yours.
My wounded feelings
My unwounded love is yours.
I grew up embracing happiness, after all...
Sevinch Abdazova
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