Selection [Abdulla Oripov]

Uzbek Cotton
There are congratulations in the world
Beautiful than each other,
There are congratulations in the world
One is better than the other.
And but in this world
Never to be found
From the congratulations of the motherland
A higher feeling.
This is my little life
I tied it to the country,
Like the son of a ketmonchi
I love him, I'm alive.
The amber system
It's like a grain
Strong this line
I share your destiny.
Morning around the world
A message fluttered its wings,
Uzbek has its own word again
The priority was frozen.
The symbol is in the talotop
Triumphant,
Let the Uzbeks beat again
He landed on a slope.
The word is a million years old
Cotton in our dictionary,
It started in the grooves
The mothers were in labor.
Location to plant
If the language ends, of course
Cotton variety first
He spoke Uzbek.
The habit shines
Every day the sun,
What secrets are in his heart,
Unimaginable!
The same goes for cotton
Outwardly innocent, meek
And but hard work
To the incomprehensible mind, to the consciousness.
There are people in the world,
The reason for a small wish,
Destroying each other,
It mixes with the soil…
Assembling the clothes of the universe.
This is the Uzbek language,
This is my wish, my people
They take a lifetime.
To our awakened threshing floor
If you make a wreath,
The stars are an example of dew
It will be a pearl for him.
The child stayed at home
From Mushtipar's bride
Hizrsifat cholgacha.
It's everyone's job!
My people, you are hands
He set the table,
Your blessing on yourself
I want it to be stable.
Wake up to this blend too
He stretched out his hand to the sun
To the magnificent statue
Let there be a foundation!

1981
Uy
Executive house
Tears in your eyes…
So much for dealing.
Enough, bow your head,
Enough, you crushed my heart.
Your fathers are here, this land,
Or did you ignore him?
Destiny has told you too
So many years have passed, didn't you know?
Executive house
Very good,
But without seeing you in the form of a mute.
If you look for the truth, that's it
The houses are definitely yours.

1981
* * *
Happiness is found in every heart,
To a sad heart, but no.
The door to friends is closed
A sad heart is a step if it puts snow on its side.
I'm a tired traveler, open the gate,
It was a tragedy, a tragedy.
Suddenly you see tears in my eyes
Accept him as a young man of nostalgia.

1981
Jokes to Children's Poets
It is half past four.
Karim said to Dilbar.
Hearing this, Ghulam,
Salim and Dilorom,
Poet, Gulnoza,
Khadija and Rose.
Alisher-u Bakhtiyor,
Xurshid, Vitya, Ikhtiyor,
Azim, Moyli, Dadashvoy,
Thank you, Ahmed, Adashvoy,
Mawluda, Ilhomjon,
Enthusiasm, Sa'di, In'omjon,
Toshpo`lat, Yulduz, Zohir,
Zarifa, Mahkam, Amon,
Miraziz, Safar, Rahman,
Shavkat, Yuldosh, Uzoqboy,
Ax, Tesha, Tuzoqboy,
Eshmirza, Eldor, Jurat,
Muqimi and Furqat…
It is half past five.
Karim said to Dilbar.

1981
Writing Application (From a Galamis Language)
Someone doesn't notice me,
Let me tell you this.
I played a round yesterday,
Accept me, writer.
There are different unions.
For example, movies,
Don't tell me I'm going to hit him.
Sabil's technique is difficult, however
I like watching.
I can't bear to be an artist,
Because Zaril is a strange talent.
For example, a donkey like a donkey,
It's a shame that such a creature.
Composers also have a union,
This is also not true, to be honest.
My conscience will not allow it, my face will not endure.
I have never sung in my life.
Poetry, God forbid,
Can I buy a free laugh?
When there is a series of correct sentences,
Needless to say it.
And writing, oh, that's weird,
This area is the point for my talent.
The lows are unique to the highs, great
The letters are ideologically thorough.
So, comrade chairman, help me,
I'll tell you the truth.
I have a lot of talent,
Take me to writing.

1981
Zo'r Armon (The Sayings of a Noshud)
Everyone loves everything,
Someone collects stamps, someone feeds a dog.
For some, winter is good, for others, summer,
I just like applause.
Easy, how long have I lived in the world!
I ran away and slept for a long time.
Look, I'm beautiful, I'm much older,
But I waited for the applause.
It's strange, the people are so stubborn,
So greedy he is a simple applause.
Why do others seek glory,
In this case, my fig will go to heaven.
O you, students, are you ever honest?
So much blasphemy, so much ignorance ?!
To whom do you applaud sooner or later,
What about me, I stayed on the sidelines.
Although, I noticed in some places,
Something is spreading in my chest.
I've heard a lot - I've had a lot in my life,
For some reason I never listened to the applause.
The affairs of the world are truly uncertain,
You correct his mistake once,
Friends, when I die, have mercy once,
Applaud me and send me to the grave.
1981

* * *
Don't tell me stupid things,
Now I have found my place on earth.
Why shout to the sky as a man,
The man is next to me, he is my neighbor.
You are wasting your time,
These are the fortune-tellers.
My age, my age, what a century!
It is a calendar sheet.
A sapling blossomed in your garden this evening,
An early squirrel is an unruly apple.
Have you ever thought of the first spring poison,
There is no harmony on earth, there is no harmony in you.
Once upon a time there was a blade of inspiration,
The sky was my eye too.
But between the two rivers,
That voice of mine remained.
1981

* * *
Religion still exists in the world,
There are still brave young men living.
Mother's white milk is still white milk,
The sun is also shining in the sky.
Even in what languages ​​does God live,
The legends are not dead yet.
Elimination of pure feelings,
The human dream has not yet been achieved.

1981
Life of the poet
The wind always blows the tree,
The poet is always worried.
Don't call me a poet
Her mother is also worried.
Look, forty years in a row,
I live under the stars.
Oh, do not envy the life of a poet,
It is a tree that grows in a well.
1981

* * *
There is no life other than the earth,
No, there is no creature in the sky.
Scientists have come to the conclusion that,
Don't be surprised, Master.
They were very quiet, tolei laughed,
It is useless to look for something that does not exist.
I am still full of hope
I am looking for a loyal friend on the ground.

1981
Sandstone
Hello, dear brother,
Maybe I'm a nephew, you're my uncle.
The only difference is: you have no language,
There is no way to walk, no way to go.
But you are happy, you cast a shadow,
You will receive blessings from those who enjoy it.
Uncle, what about me, I'm in a difficult situation,
The crow that took refuge in me.
There is one request: if we change places,
I wish I could live like a tree.
You, be a Man to this world,
Well, one day don't burn me.

1981
Take me away
There was peace everywhere, there was peace everywhere,
The earth and the sky trembled.
Suddenly I got sick,
Take me to my homeland.
A warm soul, they say, can be a soul,
When the time comes, the flowers turn yellow and wither.
Who knows where your share will be paid,
Take me to my homeland.
I am angry with the air of this country,
From the treatment of a kind doctor.
Do not return the patient,
Take me to my homeland.
Don't let the zealots say a word to me,
Let every man build his own ship.
Let no one suffer from longing,
Take me to my homeland.
I want to say that it is Uzbekistan!
Is there no way to tell the magic!
No, I can't give my life in other countries,
Take me to my homeland.

1981, Moscow
Colors
To Irina
Once upon a time in the white snow of the North,
It was nature that created you.
From the depths of the sky,
That's why these eyes are blue.
When Sunbul creates your hair
Saffron was painted at dawn.
Looking at your lips, it stains itself,
The hemorrhage was able to give it a color.
Rosa put on make-up full of nature,
Blurred until the moon's colors fade.
As a guardian over all colors
He then created Black Othello.

1981, Moscow
* * *
Regimes? It's hard to predict,
Both life and creation seem to be subtle.
You don't throw stones,
We worked with the judge for a while.

1981
Attempt Addresses Yellow
From a distant sea or a distant mountain,
I don't know where the clouds came from,
He is healthy from spring to summer,
Pakhtakor was able to repel my people.
Yes, the old nature thunders,
Thirsty for water in the river,
Although the cotton hand always wins,
But this time the peace was lost.
In the other half of the month it rains and snows.
Qimtinib Toylokov gives a message,
Reporter: our victory,
Dovda Bobodehqon got the right! ..
As for cotton, yes, when we did not worry,
The same summer, the same winter,
Inherited from ancestors - this is an unfinished business,
When did the Uzbek's wrist fill up?
Young and old alike,
We will try our best again,
The wise say the world,
Look, Uzbekistan has a brave horse!

1981
Our Poem
Thousands of services to those who ignore us…
Cotton growers and workers ignored.
The intellectuals, the workers,
The students, the weavers,
The students at the school noticed,
A thousand times service to those who ignore us.
But we were ignored by many,
We were walking, the straw horses didn't care,
We drove the king, but the mats did not care.
No wonder the yachts ignored the poem,
A thousand times service to those who ignore us.
Did you ever know the poet?
Our generation of Muqimi is humble and helpless.
But in the words of the poet he is always steadfast,
Aminhoja is a witness to this,
A thousand times service to those who ignore us.
The poet's heart is doomed,
There is no execution, but he reads the verdict.
This is the consequence of centuries,
Sometimes a friend who doesn't listen to him,
A thousand times service to those who ignore us.
I am a small child, from the roof of the world
I am speaking on behalf of a past poet.
Everyone drinks from the bitter cup of salty destiny
But I would say that from the good old days,
A thousand times service to those who ignore us.

1982
Surprise
Really strange world affairs,
The more you think your brain is going to explode,
Religion is a mixture of betrayal,
Looking at this trade, we were amazed.
We have seen the edge of the human verb,
They share the secret first.
Then they do something to each other,
Looking at this trade, we were amazed.
Goho shoot under you dear,
Sometimes your life depends on a stranger,
Anyway, there is a row bayoting,
Looking at this trade, we were amazed.
You say, my heart is pure, I am free from jealousy,
You are flour and I am still dust.
No, my friend, I am poorer than you,
Looking at this trade, we were amazed.
What can I do, damn it,
Or do I just sing happy songs?
Someone has a lot of love, someone has hatred,
Looking at this trade, we were amazed.
No matter how happy we are - unless we are alive,
The rest will be gone.
A deaf man in love with a trumpet,
Looking at this trade, we were amazed.

1982
* * *
To you the flower, the blessing of this world,
To you, O restless art.
This is the encouragement of the heart to you,
Slowly this love for you.
Years have passed, where have you been?
What flowers did you live in, Armon.
Why did you enter this garden of Hazan,
Why did you put a sick heart in a riot?
Although I'm not sure if I can find it,
You managed to lower the sky in front of me.
Where did you find your way to the world of the past,
You have committed suicide to a man of the past.

1982
O'zbegim Tojik Bilan
He has always been a friend and brother
My Uzbek with Tajik,
Both are from a byte of ghazal
My Uzbek with Tajik.
How can I compare?
This is a sweet word of friendship,
Sweet from honey, honey,
My Uzbek with Tajik.
Fortunately, Navoi is always there
There is a total
From the foundation they laid,
My Uzbek with Tajik.
If you understand,
We are two planets,
These words of Ali are from Zuhala,
My Uzbek with Tajik.
You are the head of a team
I am the head of a family
From the constant sowing of the earth,
My Uzbek with Tajik.
This is for two dear friends
I wish, forever
A meaningful example from Topsa,
My Uzbek with Tajik.

1982
Reward
In advanced cancer, sighing, burning,
Roasted in the taffeta of the fiery roads,
After drinking water from a cold spring,
Are you resting under a maple tree?
Your soul is pure and your body is tired,
Have you ever sung hopeful songs?
At that time, at that moment, at least once
Have you ever wondered who planted the maple?
You came to the flooded river,
You are helpless on the beach, giryon,
But what a wonderful dream,
There was a bridge in front of you.
There is a chorus that goes down,
He is a strange man.
You crossed the river safe and sound,
But did you think of the bridge architect?
A tourist walking in the woods,
A hunter in the woods,
Have you ever seen a small shelter,
Which passenger left him?
He left you for a dark day,
A pair of lightning stones with a pinch of salt.
Have you ever wondered why this generosity,
Have you ever wondered if someone cares?
Yes, the past of human life is amazing,
Sometimes it's frozen, sometimes it's green ulf
Oh, but what a selfless cause,
You are walking, you are singing the song of life.
Tell me, if you go, it will be fixed,
Did you give anyone a share?
The coffin as you walk down the street,
Did you follow him four steps?
When a helpless person is encountered,
Did you answer the question without sound?
Tell me, you know, in a bright world
All this is a so-called reward.
No, no, heresy and cabbage,
Himmatu generosity is characteristic of the living.
It’s also a world where grandparents built beta
An inheritance left for the original merit.
Someone fixes it, someone breaks it,
Someone does the dump and fails.
Someone travels the world with a taste,
Someone makes a poor tongue prosperous.
Our world cries out for reward,
It is difficult for him to feel the magic of salvation.
An example of a cripple tired in battle,
He will live on human kindness.
As long as we live, we will be rewarded,
Hearts are enchanted by the flickering light.
Sometimes sad, sometimes hopeful,
If we don't lose it, we will be rewarded by the world.
After all, bloom with him,
After all, lives are worth living with him.
The only reward is that the whole world bus,
There is only reward, dear Man!

Arslan Chorlagandi...
To Erkin Vohidov
We also looked up,
We also had perseverance, endurance.
When the lion called us,
But the ants were traveling.
This danger, familiar to all life,
Ant-wound thick fibers.
My friend, it hurts, the lion is ignorant,
If we become food for these ants.

1982
* * *
You live long,
More than anyone.
Your horses are still playing.
What about me, at the door of death, life,
He waits like a saddled horse.
You are probably happy,
Spring in your life,
The nights get colored still in your hair.
What about me, even if I look bad?
I spend four seasons a day.
Someone from a world that will live a hundred years,
Opportunity is an indelible mark on the forehead.
No, no, not years, but life,
Feeling we have 'Run out of gas' emotionally.

1982
* * *
In faraway Europe, in the Sea of ​​Ocher,
An evening of world poets,
Someone read a poem about corn,
Everyone knows his food this holiday.
The Palestinian poet complained,
Let's ride because we are human.
Then he threw the book into the river,
One of his demands was freedom.
Yes, man is alive with bread and salt,
Freedom and independence are my soul too.
Well, your head is whole, the world,
I thought of cotton, my Uzbekistan.

1982, Macedonia
To Tashkent Sha'Niga
Goho seems like a simple mask, frankly,
The house you are used to living in every day.
Tashkent, you are a wonderful city, you are a magnificent fortress,
Be visible from thousands of miles away.
In many years I have come across a different person,
A smile on the faces of the runners.
The word Tashkent is a dream to live in peace,
When I say Tashkent, I mean compassion.
At such times I think: what is the reason for this,
What a poet you are!
After all, every brick is a gospel of history,
You are the great old city described by Beruni.
Ghafur Ghulam memorized the word at every moment,
From the perfection of Tashkent, my head is in the sky.
Why did his fame keep the world going,
If he works here, he is a famous contemporary.
Tashkent is a place where bows are made,
Today it is the largest enterprise in Uzbekistan.
You've probably seen statues of fourteen babies,
The mother of that different nation was Tashkent.
Your description of world events is noteworthy,
How many have been inspired by your kindness.
I am also a humble citizen,
I praise this time,
My blood too
left in your soil.
Always be a priority, always be stable,
O of our ancient East
an unquenchable torch.
Always be strong as your name is,
Friendship, happiness, kindness
eternal fortress.

1982
Legitimacy
In the evening the bar licked the cat's lips
He goes to sleep thinking of the mouse.
Silent winged owl nights,
Only the bird's nests in his mind.
The fox is a giryon in the groves
In his mind's eye his chicken or rabbit.
The eagle flutters its wings,
He also feeds on prey.
This is the law of nature,
Useless example here if you search.
But there is another situation in the world
No one, ever, can comment on it.
Oh, only human beings are human beings.
They live with the intention of destroying each other.

1982
* * *
The earth turns, the sun rises
Never raise your head arrogantly.
Do not kick the rock under your feet,
Maybe that stone will be a statue for you.

1982
* * *
I wish you a world,
Let your head be a sunny sky.
The strange time of day is evening,
May he be radiant with happiness.

1982
Epigram
What will we bury if you die?
We thought so oni
You are a shadow without a body,
You are a shadow from someone.

1982
What's Wrong With You?
Although, I did not live beiqbol, nigun,
Although, my circles are light, fiery,
Why, my tongue, why do you tremble,
Why are you scratching my heart, sadness.
What is this, my early youth?
Or the grief I got from my friends?
What is it, how does it feel, what is the feeling,
What nameless love, nameless hatred?
Forty years have passed like a drop,
The rest is unknown to me.
Like a crippled man under a ruin
I cling to life.
What is the matter with you, dear friend?
Don't miss me every moment.
What went away from me is endless to you too
I wish you happiness, I wish you well.

1983
Spring Wishes
Why the spring hymn does not fall from the gazelle,
Poets sing spring songs from time immemorial?
Lovers staring at the blue expanse,
He sings songs with a burning heart.
A flower on the forehead of the holy old men,
Grandmothers think of spring.
Old castles that live for a moment,
People are amazingly charming.
Yes, I have a lot of spring poems,
There is a reason for this.
My dear, look at the bud for a moment,
There is something strange in his heart for now.
The colors live in it, maybe pink, white,
Surprisingly, the thorn is also soft for now.
In the morning the head rises in the breeze,
Oh, how latifu, how wild.
He is the grandson of the original hero,
Nash'u's expressions are noble for now.
Human behavior is interesting, life-threatening,
He stroked the lion and was afraid of the lion.
Spring is as sweet as a homeless child,
There is a desire for goodness in his sheep.
A chorus of buds from Nashtar's room
Her face looks sweet.
A baby in the wind without turning into a storm
A cradle that spreads hearts in Ozur.
There is always hope for the human child,
That's why I wish you spring:
If evil does not poison the world,
If it does not open wounds in innocent hearts.
If it does not cover, bury the ground straw
The black dust of horrific massacres.

1983
* * *
If you live in the world with a bright face,
Respect and honor!
If you leave, if you remember with a sweet word,
If you have a good name, serve it.
If my enemy can't hate you,
When you laugh, when you laugh sincerely.
If you live without grief in your heart, then
If you are as happy as happy people.

1983
Bobur
I'm an ordinary person,
Even so
Thankfully, I have enemies.
It is not necessary to describe them sincerely,
One is insane, the other is vigilant.
I dare you like a demon who doesn't like anyone,
Nobody likes the corridor I walk.
If it suddenly comes out somewhere, I'll take a picture
Someone must be having trouble sleeping.
We go like this,
That is to say,
A little weak, a little great.
From this zodiac sign of life,
I thought of you, Hazrat Babur.
You are an officer, to the world that stretches out its hand,
You are a poet, like an eternal flame.
Not slaves, to your likeness
Neither kingdom was fed with cake.
Humoy to you,
You are the land of great people.
To you in the poetic shrine,
Only Alisher became an imam.
Yes, there is only one poem left, another, abas,
Your seven inter-climatic epic narratives.
What a happiness, a cage called a crown,
Your diamond mind has reached us.
Tell me, what have you found?
The herds are still full of salt.
Without a poet, it is better to stay, Mirza,
Mushfiq was a poet in your country.

1983
A Circus…
You said you can't be excited,
Stay out of trouble, you don’t have to.
Unless the earth is flooded
If it doesn't get on your heels, that's it!
Yes, my friend, the excitement is temporary,
I also tasted a little bit of joy and sorrow.
Even when the flood hits the earth, only
A duck or a goose would survive.
But let me warn you of a secret,
Maybe the acquaintance is a fool of you.
Please tell, whats the story of them big puppys .....
An ant crawling on a sail.
Oh, arrogant feelings, kindness, conscience…
These are existing jobs in life.
Do not count yourself in heaven, Man,
It is a small anxiety that overcomes you.

1983
In memory of my friend Murod Hamroev
I see,
Earth-sky rivets,
The child's fig is woven into the sky.
On one side the Uzbeks bowed their heads,
On the one hand, Uyghurs cry for a child.
What have you done,
Oh, my friend Murad,
Have you ever been dead,
Those covenants were broken,
Death is always on the hunt alone.
Thousands of years later, in the depths of heaven
Two dusts of the non-colliding sky.
Fortunately, in the heart of the Uzbek munis
You were my friend, Uyghur boy.
Why not a good life,
Why do I become an enemy and leave a friend?
You were a clever scientist, tell me, Murad,
Does nature have a job?
Netay, I'm late for the funeral myself,
Suddenly I was stunned by this blow.
Whom shall I call, Murad, my dear,
I'm going to the grave now.

1983
City of the Sun.
Like the deepest spring,
Message from the depths of centuries:
Two thousand years ago the tent was destroyed,
A fortress was built, a city was created.
Turan is in a series of stars
Another artificial sun shone.
In the suburbs of great cities
Shosh, who found his eternal place.
Tashkent, you are the sun, shining in the East,
How many times have you been caught like the sun.
The stone escaped unscathed
How many Qutayba, how many Doros ro
It is not common to brag about Uzbek, although,
I am proud of this day:
Tashkent Bukhara, Xevoq, Samarkand,
Each will be the decoration of the world.
Look with the eyes of your heart, Man,
This is Mingorik, this is Kokaldosh.
Suddenly, when he finished speaking,
Every stone in it was called Erk.
I was born in ancient Nasaf,
Familiar are the deserts of Kushan.
Luckily, a poetic fire touched my heart
Magic alleys of Tashkent.
I am a child, I walk in your arms,
You are a place of honor for me.
Starting from Tashkent, I will buy,
Far from the seas, to the continents.
Survival from an earthquake.
The brighter the forehead, the greater the space.
International, the real hero,
You have a name in the history of the world.
You are a worker, a scientist, a man, an architect,
The earth is waiting for you.
Where there is peace, there is the spirit of Tashkent,
The word peace in a place called Tashkent.
What great dates have passed,
The world knows what your character is:
Today from every zodiac sign, from every stone
It just sounds like friendship.
A writer from afar,
The Bombay Gazelle is rushing towards you.
As a banner of good intentions,
The earth and time will honor you.
You are the city of the sun, you are my pride forever,
Long live my Uzbek land.
Sensan munis, a statue to my gentle East,
May this poem be a gift to you!

1983
The gardener
I dedicate it to the famous gardener Temur aka Mirzaev
When the word Kashkadarya is mentioned,
There are still laughers in his head.
My dear, there is no garden,
Thoughts of eating four hooves are cattle.
Here appeared Temur Mirzolar,
A man who grows unusual flowers.
No gardener can learn from it,
Here is what a living soul is capable of.
Unless you cross Karshi Street,
Thousands of lights will follow you,
Where does this smell come from?
This is a garden built by Temur Mirzolar.
1983
TO POETS WHO HAVE NOT RETURNED FROM WAR
Your name is probably Sultan, but you are Almighty,
You are a martyred poet who did not return from the war.
But if you win, you are now in line,
The world you have saved is in me.
War is a thousand curses,
If he is alive, he is a thief.
It's too early to break your pen,
I have an unfulfilled dream.
Beiz did not leave, no, the blood of the martyrs,
He saved the innocent world from the raven.
If it reaches the sky, the glory of the living,
I have the sky you dream of.
Anyway, poet, I'm with you,
I am a bridesmaid at the wedding, a living shoulder.
I say, thinking of your young life, O blood,
Bitgum, I have an unfinished friend.

1983
The Last War
… Is it possible for humanity to destroy itself with its own discovery? Jawaharlal Nehru
If you take one step, you will die,
Just take a step. unconditional destruction.
Mankind is in the lead right now
It is a catastrophe, a terrible catastrophe.
My heart is pounding,
It's a pity I listened to these words.
Today only the stones are indifferent, perhaps,
Today, perhaps, only the clouds are clear.
A man created at the turn of the century
If he turns around now, he will fail.
Is the world facing the Hereafter,
Whether the prophecies come true or not.
Navoi is useless, Pushkin is also useless,
No Rome, no Samarkand, horror, alhazar!
Would there be a name left from Mazi?
Unless the future itself.
Oh man, why did you worship,
Tell him if he created a corpse!
Fallah is shot in the forehead today,
To the Lord when he worships.
No, this is a far cry from pure hearts,
This is a misfortune for a human being.
It is a catastrophe that dusts the salty soil,
This is hell, this is death, this is the last war.
Alhazar, not only man in the world,
Life itself enters the grave.
He rested on the ground in the depths of the universe
The last hurricane to be heard.
Is it possible that both God and the devil are blind,
If a disobedient slave goes away, he will die.
Tell me, if you have a constant power,
Why did you create us, heaven ?!
This is the scourge of our century,
This is a bad investment, blind and deaf.
It's like it's over our heads
A sword tied to a strand of hair.
Smith, the little girl behind Oman
This is the time when the world declares its destiny.
Hayhat, there is something pale in that place
The knife turns to his fate.
When Munis Ozbegim is calm,
I'm happy to sing.
The children who fought are ugly
Forgetting but imagining who does.
Everyone says mother is a gentle place,
Oh, what a pity to see my mother in trouble.
Let the poet write his last poem,
Only, otherwise, this is the last war!

1983
For Pearl Land
When gathering in commemorative circles,
Wishing friends happiness is an ancient tradition.
Peace be upon you this year,
May blessings be upon everyone.
Youth is the masculine light of the caravan,
It is a flood like a river, pure as a river.
Youth is the savior of the future,
Never leave your youth honest.
Dear mothers, our room is beautiful,
Fathers are life - a bright world.
In the name of life,
Don't let it get in the way.
If our pearl land is an eye,
Long live the circular ground.
These people, whom we caress, are honorable,
Don't smoke all at once.
In honor of the New Year,
Maybe a moment will pass.
Look at the labor of my people
A glass of foam in a million bowls.

November 1983
* * *
The moon is still walking in the sky alone,
Loneliness probably bothers him.
I was looking for your vassal out of nowhere,
The Ka'bah is the place where one worships.

1983
* * *
Thankfully, I had a good life,
Sometimes I was like a gentle breeze.
But when I see you, I am in front of a cloud
I was amazed like a helpless tiger.

1983
* * *
My dear, the time has come, I am happy,
I am human, if you are ugly, I am ugly too.
Your horse says I'll change the whip,
I'll go where you go.

1983
* * *
When you are born, that is happiness and perfection,
If you leave, that is the destruction of the world.
When it finally comes to your soil,
If someone memorizes, that is iqbal.

1983
Etna Volcano
Mount Etna is still burning,
Suddenly it looked like a fiery flower.
A lava storm to the bottom,
Slowly it turns to black ash.
I kept silent before him,
Yes, once upon a time my roads were on fire.
Forget it's fire now,
He's lying at your feet now… my slaves.

1984, Sicily Island, Italy
Question
If I go to the lonely deserts.
Or if I eat distant caves,
When I'm done, I'm done,
Are you satisfied, then?
Otherwise the world will remember me,
Not just a memory, just a simple horse.
Then I have no tribe, no hash, no generation,
Are you satisfied, then?
If the world catches fire, say whatever you want,
When you break down the worlds - when you sew,
Then if you stay like a pipe,
If you are satisfied, then tell me!

1984
O`tinch
Indeed, our century is growing,
Ready to face any adversity.
Not surprisingly, his grandfather pushed him into a corner,
A boy reads advice.
Not surprisingly, early in the day a poet brother,
While writing poems, he is on the way to the Milky Way.
No wonder the word wonder disappears,
Man is in the hands of time.
Everyone has their own guide,
Well, don't tap, you're out of everything.
My child, I only have one wood,
If you do not do that, then it is not permissible.

1984
To Mustay Karim
Surprisingly, a country has three names,
Although it is a single garden with three names.
A name from long history is stable,
In Central Russia it is Aigulistan.
Surprisingly, a country has three names,
It is a gulistan spread from Aigul.
The name of this day is its text and enduring,
It is a dear, respectable Bashkortostan.
Surprisingly, a country has three names,
The third is the name I know.
It is a poetic fortress, a friend of eternity,
This is the land of great poetry - Mustaistan.

1984
Sunflower
In the spring,
In the sun,
My mother often took a break.
Naykamalak balksa Kungurtov is on the side,
How old was this old world.
My mother was sick, but
He would look away and sigh.
When spring comes, the world shines,
My heart was full of sorrow.
I snuggled next to my mother,
I walked all day long, eager and restless.
Sad and long from afar,
I just listened to the sound of cranes.
Thanks to my mother, it didn't work out.
I also found my years.
Today, like my mother, alone, patient,
I look at the spring sun myself.
Now I have a thousand and one dreams,
They are fleeting friends, unfaithful companions.
Now I'm a painter, I'm silent and lol,
Now it's spring for me.
Warm raindrops are also rare
Feelings are my mother's tears.
It's as if my mother is standing on top of me
As the kind sun of spring…

1984
Children of Man
How different are human beings,
One is a believer and the other is a disbeliever.
If you greet someone warmer,
Khushomadgoy says your name immediately.
Well, one day you deliberately too
Get up and walk thoughtfully.
Blame it on your head right now,
They call you immediately arrogant.
It is better to have love in dealing,
Don't reveal it to anyone.
The example of the saint is to walk quietly only,
Stay out of sight, out into the middle.

1984
To the Brother Poet
Don't fight the city, don't fight the river,
Talent contest, genius contest.
In the pastures created by nature,
You are a grazing creature like us.
If you dig up this old soil,
Take out a few unnamed rivers and towns.
The words of the geniuses of the past.
It is the property of all religions.
Who first invented God?
We are all silent on this question…
If you can, build a fortress,
Turn the world to yourself.
Give us the original, priceless,
Let's call your name, genius!
Tariqday ground is one and Man is one,
Let a stranger know!
Then I bow my head in front of you
And I'll shoot you really brother!

1984
Tunisian Boy
In Rome, a teenager from Tunisia who was looking for a job was poured gasoline on him and set on fire
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Why blame the one who created the guilt.
They set you on fire for fun,
Why did you come to Rome as a Tunisian boy?
I know a piece of bread for you,
If the earth is a grave, Africa is a grave.
If he sets fire, let him set fire only with his own hand,
Why did you come to Rome as a Tunisian boy?
This is the place where a friend is sent,
A father seduces his child.
The traveler of this country hunts people,
Why did you come to Rome as a Tunisian boy?
Ancient Latin, which has become so,
The bulls are honorable, the bulls are noble,
The life of a man who cannot see an ant,
Why did you come to Rome as a Tunisian boy?
Yes, the whole earth under fire,
The human eye is filled with smoke,
If it doesn't burn, the ground itself,
Why did you come to Rome as a Tunisian boy?

1984
* * *
I'll be right on your face,
Show me your weight, I will perish.
Play the drums for a big wedding,
Let me carry water at your wedding.

1984
* * *
The sun went down, my head bowed,
Tears welled up in my eyes like a star.
I will lay down my life in your sorrow,
If the night is a lahad, the moon is my tombstone.

1984
* * *
I know, joy and sorrow pass,
I know the spoils melt every moment.
I called everyone a prophet, but
Not a single person said my disciple.

1984
* * *
Oh, may those days never return,
Extinct love is hard to burn.
You look at me step by step,
I have tears in it.

1984
Flag of Uzbekistan
Of any army
It has its own flag, its own flag,
From which kingdom are you,
Which country are you less than.
Among the forts
You are a fortress,
Vallamat, my native land,
Great Republic.
I think, yes, in the world
Relatively erur in many cases,
From the depths of time
Everything will pass.
For history and but
Who can guarantee,
An individual is a traveler:
Come and go.
In ancient times
Greek sculptor,
He created an art,
The goal - a loaf of bread.
The statue is centuries old
To withstand the test,
Today it's blue
The whole world will rise.
Open your eyes wider
If you look at this problem,
To the point of pain
Low human race,
Only the people own
Sofa to this world,
Asragay is everyone's name
Only the life of the people.
Sanasang is full of events
In the history of Uzbekistan,
A letter to each
Or the end of the epic.
This is not the case
Over the centuries,
Each is a nation
Let's be proud.
It is obvious to everyone
These are the words I said,
Still nervous
The oppressed are a thing of the past.
Occasionally to Mazi
Hair and anger,
But tell me, Uzbek
Who is holding his hand?
One day a wild poet
That is, Turdi Fergani,
To this nation, which is a bolt
The merger called out.
He remained unanswered
His painful question,
The same ground is deaf,
The same gung sun.
Take a look today
You are on this flag,
One minute to go
Forget the cakes.
This flag is our name
Taken away,
This flag united
Parokanda Uzbekni.

1984
Mirror Pieces
Mirror fragments lie in the aisle,
Silent ghosts sink into my soul.
In a piece that reflects my face,
My eyes are on a reflection.
If one reflects the sky,
In one, the birds are dancing.
The whole picture of the universe, however,
It is an invisible mirror.
Creation is an idol for him,
After all, it is a broken mirror.
Excuse me, dear Man,
I'm surprised I can't draw your picture.
One day I will write to you,
One day your ugliness will spread to the world.
One day your tears are on my paper,
One day the poison is in my voice.
One day I'll cry out for you,
One day I will think about your fate.
To show your stature,
You need a mirror, because it is whole.
The heart of the poet is the only one in the world
It's like a broken mirror.

1985
Give Me Life
You made me sick,
You came to my hospital.
You said: - Good luck to him every breath,
There is a special compliment to this man….
You are a poor man, healthy and healthy,
Your breath blows down the mountains.
I did not know what kind of animosity happened,
Your desire to come to Zaqqum drugs.
I know a little about human behavior,
I am angry with him.
Strange, quite a fan like you,
To the doctor's needles.
Peace in my soul, light in my heart,
Praise be to the doctor.
But let me call you this time:
Take it, take all my pains!
The moon chambers are yours,
Stretch as you stare at the ceiling.
I don't need these hashish anymore,
Give me your hut room.
The surgeon's pen is also yours,
To you, the total ointment of medicine.
May you give me life,
Munis is the world of love of my friends.
Your body will never be free from pain,
Comrade, hurry up and get to your goal.
Give me a hard life,
May this torment last me forever.
The poet never lives
And a ball that no one wants.
But even to the misfortune of others,
I wish this to those who are jealous…

1985
Dialectics
I've never seen life stable,
It is made of agar and magar.
Suppose you face a fraudster,
Life is full of fraudsters.
The murderer is a poet of a war-torn nation
The poem ends with sadness or anger.
Whoever is a prisoner of any disease,
It seems that the whole world is in pain for him.
For lovers, the world is a paradise,
Oh, the bread seems to starve the stomach.
There is no end to life, only a stone melts,
Let's just say that the day is over.
Philosophers speak of eternity,
Do you think that every mother is eternal?
The human race is inseparable from intention,
There is a saying that you can give whatever you want.
Since nature is original,
What is a fixed thing? Where is eternity ?!
Is there a purpose in this world,
Will the world one day be complete!
Can a poet sing a song,
There is a high, humble rest in this world.
If the sun shines in one day, all four horizons,
Are they happy to be born, the whole person?
It is a dream, a hopeless wish,
Eternal neighbor day and night.
The hand of lies is the longest in the world,
But the arms of truth are not long.
The solution is one: Turn your intention to goodness,
Only then will the sky look beautiful.
Otherwise, life will pass in sorrow,
Butterfly in the middle…

1985
At any moment…
Do not be discouraged by your work,
Never give up.
You can't find meaning in your life,
A colorless, boring world.
The world revolves around the old objuvoz,
The tone pours silently into the brain.
It's as if you're in a thousand,
The future seems like your past.
You live full of nameless pain,
It is as if blood does not flow from a vein.
Not just a friend, not a lover,
I don't like your child's fun.
Quiet nights, alone on the porch,
You stare at the distant stars.
They will also be visible to you this time,
If it goes too far, it becomes a burning worm.
Thus, the human language is a strange problem,
Koyima for such a situation.
Help if you can, but
At any moment you understand it.

1985
The Lonely Man
Difficult, to you, difficult,
Very difficult,
If no one greets you.
When the time comes and you die.
Unless anyone is screaming at you.
If you really don't love the bright world,
Who do you open your heart to?
Maybe that's why the total person,
You're in a hurry qilishga

1986
Promises
I'm afraid for the New Year
Poems are over
Something I don't have
Promising.
That being said - if done
Promise and wish,
Otherwise, a year is out of sight
I need to walk.
We promise:
Disappearing discord,
Big or small who worked
It is an alliance.
No matter who they are
They break the covenant,
On their own before the zoom
They make a plan.
It will be included in our promise
Of course conscience,
In the new year, we say, everyone
I am very clean.
But Rio is in a corner
It stays put.
Who are he now?
He hits the road.
An ambitious, greedy man
There is no place!
Each of us will be
Pure and virgin!
That's it in the new year
Our word,
Then he is a stranger all year round
To whom it may concern.
Happy New Year to all
Pine laughed,
It comes and goes
Full of confidence.
I don't look, I'm young forever
That said, however,
I can't believe it,
Fading ear,
Their eyes are like demons
As he grows older,
Her hair is white
He will leave.

1986
Tuqay
I will never tell you: poor Tukay,
You are in pain, but always radiant Tukay,
Because you wanted a free time,
Your goal was hurricane, hurricane, Tukay.
Uzbek, Tatar, Kazakh, Bashkir,
It seems to me that Tukay is different.
You're done on dark nights,
In fact, violence came out of the grave, Tukay.
Even if your nation looks at your truth,
How many people did blind Tukay?
No wonder I remember you,
We are both on the same slope.

1986, Kazan
Strange God
Did he go under the nut,
Neither friend nor neighbor likes it.
If you rub your head, immediately,
It bites your hand…

1986
Old Muhojir
"Why are you bent over, why are you bent over?"
Why does the soil attract your attention?
"I have few acquaintances on earth."
I have more underground friends.

1986
About the mind
You are so beautiful, you are beautiful, I think,
Your description is incomplete,
You would improve the life of a young man,
When the mind gives, I see the sky…

1986
Swallow
They say that if there is a fire somewhere, of course,
A sparrow, a swallow,
Maybe it's a slander against the sparrow
He probably doesn't know what fire is.
You look at the world for a moment,
Look at the tears in your eyes.
The huts in the world burn every breath,
He always needs swallows.

1986
Full Moon
My crescent moon, you, full moon
You still spoil my pleasure.
You remind me now, probably,
My love with gray hair.
My years have passed, lightning example,
I dreamed of the buds.
Now you are tired, exhausted and weak,
I rested like the wind in the caves.
I didn't know, he was lying somewhere yellow,
A notebook wrapped in my fiery feelings.
Somewhere in the corner disappeared,
That pigeon that once flew out of my hand.
Now the visol is different, the difference is different,
Full moon, remember my request.
When you come to our side
Take a look at my hut.

1986
Until I meet you
Suddenly I saw you
Now my heart aches a little.
If it doesn't suit you, oh,
Munis smiles sadly.
It will never surprise anyone
I am with you.
Oh my gosh, I've been wandering around for so many years
See you soon my lovely man er

1986
Human Respect
Although his beard fell to his chest,
Unnamed human, for example, vinegar.
Human dignity is so high,
Don't hit him on the ground with every breath.
This little creature that crawls to this day,
Tomorrow will probably discover worlds.
Life does not end with you, no
Rivers that always flow.
Get rid of ignorance, mind,
There is so much faith in oppression.
If you die one day, you will die too
At first he was carried to the grave.

1986
A Song About Oybek
A man of pure heart,
You are a dear child.
Ganju property-free hand,
Gavhari, you are in love.
Every word of enlightenment
The moon is full on the horizon,
You are honored to have found El Aro,
The teacher is Oybek.
Shan is the humanity of your life
The goal of goodness,
The light shines in your poem
Faith with faith.
Sometimes in your conversation,
Sometimes Torobi, sometimes the traveler,
You are the son of my beloved age
Undoubtedly, without a doubt.
From your service, from your wisdom
The country is forever satisfied,
Your name is centuries old
Let the end come.

1986
Listening to Ahmed Zoir...
Do not hurry, O caravan, stop
Let me speak of goodness and compassion.
Until the old world was built,
The caravans are from the lineage of the enemy.
Do not hurry, O caravan, stop
You have the magic of Mother East in your equipment.
Sa'di Navjuvan, who is crying in you
There is Rudaki's love in you.
Do not hurry, O caravan, stop
Let your eyes be clear and take your pain.
Or an umbrella as an example of a leaf,
Then I will stay on your way.
Do not hurry, O caravan, stop
Hopefully, this world will not sink into sorrow.
No trace of you,
Don't get lost in the sands, East.

1987
About the name
Sometimes a strange thing comes to my mind,
I don't talk about it.
I don't know why, I don't know why,
I don't like my name.
The status of my great comrades is high,
I'm a student, though.
Anyway, I have to say one thing:
To Abdullah, which was not easy.

1987
Humor
Fifty people became kings,
Those who were not kings were kings.
The illiterate who are the Aravakash,
All the jewelers who got rich at that age.
Poets became famous at this age,
Yonsa - the last deadline - the lover is also burnt,
Oh, my friend, what have we seen,
We entered the fifties just dumbfounded.

1987
Talk about rubbing salt in my wounds - d'oh!
They told him,
White as black,
Because a black,
He had to be acquitted.
They told him
The mountain is a couple,
Because a couple
I had to quit.
They told him
That's right,
Because it's a trick
It had to be defended.

1987
For the island
If Goho covers our brains,
Strange fantasies come to mind:
If Registan disappears,
Tell me, my friends, what will happen?
Please tell, whats the story of them big puppys .....
If not Bukhara, then Khevok?
We say they are eternal
Our lives are passing.
Cities are in place these days,
Their demise is unimaginable.
Because of the presence of hereditary selfishness
Unfortunately, we did not look at the Aral Sea.
If your father leaves, you will be a father,
A girl to take her mother's place, a sister.
What do you do when the sea dries up,
Where are you going, you sad soul?

1987
Time With Fathers Ahead
It is a word worthy of the honor of fathers
Equivalent to writing a sacred book.
Their kindness is like a lamp,
The heart is as wide as the starry sky.
If I take the Eastern metaphor, I remember,
A name is great, a name is poor.
Holding the ground in his hand, to the generation
The fathers who delivered the bus, after all.
A gray falcon flying high
Out of sight, out of polapon.
To preserve the offspring of the couch
After all, the father's people died.
Bread is a child's painful cry
Sometimes he stabbed her alive.
The bitter serum of a long life
Her hair was puffy.
The throne is taller than Solomon
Career and happiness called father.
The child is born, there is no death
Time with the Father.
I can't wait for help
I don't go everywhere looking for a friend
A friend and helper is also a father forever,
Glory is glory, harmony is harmony.

1987
Old Well
There is a well-known narration:
Emish is a pretty horn of Alexander.
The barber can't hide it
He told the well that it was his fault.
I live according to myself,
I am satisfied with the past.
But what I miss,
Maybe it's an old well.

1987
It's Snowy Day
At this time, the passion for the garden is high,
For some reason, the snow melted.
With a word of mouth from the announcer
It's really a hidden spring somewhere.
This opportunity is half-hearted,
Don't chase the nightingale from our epic.
What happened to you, my announcer friends,
Take a look at the snow in our garden.

1987
Boundaries
Those who want to evaluate someone,
First of all, they have to take care of themselves.
The ancient ancestors also said a thousand thoughts
Everyone's grave is different
How much you have to do with my life, you savage
God has put you on guard
My own dream, sometimes on horseback, sometimes on foot,
The bread I ate was your snow wedding
There are sacred boundaries in human life
Overcoming them is alien to humanity.
How many secrets will live everyone's bisot
That is why he is HUMAN, that is why he is GOD
Whom did he love and whom did he hate?
It's a voluntary thing, like breathing
Legendary giants are in their hands,
An investigator who walks past a gang on his own.
I like this spring very much,
This wind is also a great sign for me.
Take your consciousness, say, the seas
Don't stay out of the way, peace be upon you
My dear, do not enter the palace of the tongue,
It contains a pair of snakes and dragons.
Do not ride in vain to find someone.
Everyone's sun sets on its own horizon.
Make your own house, make your own bed,
Your own child, your own crack is yours
Listen or not - go and shoot
The choice is yours, and this poem is mine.

1987
Kometa
To Chingiz Ahmarov
All the time, all the time near the Earth,
Rare comets pass by.
Some people do not take their eyes off the light,
Takes a picture of them.
Some are unaware or unaware,
It is a dream that has been interpreted many times.
How do they know that comets,
Let him return once in a hundred years.
What a strange sight it is:
The art of running with the light of heaven.
Ohu running on the straw roads,
Talat cut from the beauty of Venus!
When he came back, he came back.
Sometimes a hundred years pass, sometimes a thousand years.
Alone he told spells from the past.
A witness to the distant future.

1987
They Need Your Mistakes
There are those who are kind to you,
They hold hands, saying they are friends.
But every step of the way,
They expect you to make a mistake.
If you make a mistake, celebrate them,
Otherwise, they will swallow the poison.
Well, even if it's a particle,
They expect you to make a mistake.
They need your mistakes,
They immediately cut the horns.
Connect the day again to the nights,
They expect you to make a mistake.
They are always looking for flaws,
Seven pushing titers.
Just don't grow up, just grow up,
They expect you to make a mistake.
They are your lifelong companions,
They pass like a faithful companion.
Even if they bow down over the grave,
They expect you to make a mistake.

1987
Stability
How many words are dying,
There are no inscriptions, vassal
There is only one fixed word in the world:
It's the name you gave to your child.

1987
I saw it
I seldom saw a simple man,
Borin was also injured and his eyes were wet
There are many fraudsters in the world, but
He saw them all with joy

1987
El Kollasa
If you use your hand, my dear, if we survive, aja
If not - if the color is straw,
El is jealous of us and speaks
It's strange if a lifetime is bad for them

1987
Group player
Not a single fly can fall,
He can't go there alone.
Wherever they go, they gather around them,
Even if it disappears, it will not disappear by itself…

1987
* * *
Stay away from sorrow, grief, tears,
From the body thrown at you, from the stone.
If you are proud, they say you are proud,
The verb that follows muteness is wild.
Have you found comfort, come into the world,
The teacher is either from a student or a peer.
You are a horse left in a pack of wolves,
If your hooves don't break, it's enough.
Only find love, O heart,
You will be loved by that sun.
After all, the ancients also said:
Experience a world created by love.

1987
* * *
Spring is coming,
Clean, clean.
The wind plays in the blue latitudes.
A blue air in the thicket,
It's hard to sleep in a foggy city.
In the chest of the rocks he is happy and carefree
Flowers left in an instant.
Spring is the purest breeze,
Spring is the cleanest wind.
I hit myself in the arms of the latitudes,
I call it charming.
He comforts his face like a baby's breath
The spring I've been waiting for all winter.
Spring passes like the wind,
Let it pass and let it pass.
My dear, may the air be pure in your life,
May the winds of your life be fragrant…

1987
* * *
Every Nechuk…
Everyone in the world has their own story,
From a camel that cannot be asked for a camel.
As a philosopher does not come out of a cat,
The truth does not come out of the page.
Whoever plays with a turtle,
You accept equality.
This is how the world works.
Make every habit the width of the verb.

1987
Turgunboy
Looking for a job Turgunboy
How many days is a mess.
The opposite of luck
He is amazed at his walk.
Otherwise, it is done
The whole procedure!
A lot of documents,
Propiska in place.
Let's go somewhere
They will be gladly welcomed.
But at the end of the conversation
They think.
"Sorry, sorry," they say.
Wait a minute longer,
If we promised
Excuse us.
Looking for a job Turgunboy
How many days is a mess.
The opposite of luck
He is amazed at his walk.
Bad luck to Turgunboy
No mercy at all.
He says to give a bribe, but
He does not know the method.
To the chief while standing
He complained.
Everyone who has seen it
He told the story.
He said: - What is my fault,
I'm surprised I don't know.
Let's solve this problem
I'm surprised I can't.
The chief thought for a long time,
Scrolling through documents.
Then he found the treasure
The word began to flash:
- Documents are in place,
Your perfect body.
Only one thing: to us
Your name does not match.
Unfortunately, the reconstruction
You have not crossed paths.
Reminiscent of the name of the resident
Years of stagnation.
Turgunboy's sudden
The tongue of the lame man shone.
"Is it my fault?"
The language that came to the word.
He said: - Not only my name,
I also deny the world.
My name is not Turgunboy,
Let it be Urgunboy.
Worthy of Urgunboy
They found the task.
Another of stagnation
They closed the page.
He is now in meetings
Opportunity is waiting.
Ur, desa bas, Urgunboy
He hits the one he encounters.

1987
* * *
Once I was a spike, I grew up in the mountains,
Then I got it into your hands as a whole grain…
Then you threw it in the mill,
I am flour in your taft, my friend.

1987
Happy Man
The heart is troubled,
Concerns have increased too much.
Except for the baby in the crib,
There is no one happier in the world.

1987
If you are brave
Life has long been a saying:
If you are brave, do not go astray.
If you die, lie down in your grave,
Do not occupy someone's grave.

1987
Impressions
To whom did nature give more or less,
He promised someone a favor,
Wow, that's a tedious habit
An unparalleled royal voice.

1987
* * *
I repent every time I celebrate
Although one is material, the other is mirage
Poverty is hard on the motherland
To strive for it is also a great sav

1987
* * *
May is originally worthy of a pure heart,
Worth the hard-working, hard-working wind
It's a holiday, it doesn't come every day.
But the pleasure is worth the year!

1987
Life
Man is born naked,
A piece of meat comes to the world,
If his clothes are hashish,
To the last place even when leaving.
But what about the middle life, the life…
It will remain an indelible mark forever.
Maybe it's a light to thank him,
Maybe Komar blames him, hates him.

1988
To my son Ilhomjon
Life goes on,
Be careful, child,
Now your father is nervous.
Tired of even bytes
Like a pair of oxen pulling a plow.
Autumn is slowly darkening outside,
Pressing the leaves are ringing air
A drop-like star called Tomay-tomay
It is very worthy of my soul.
What I saw in the bright world,
What a difficult life.
More than enough, as if I'm not in pain
The endless worries of your little sisters
Loneliness, regret, pain, enmity
They put my life in the constellation.
I planted a tree in Takir
They picked the fruit and then dropped it
Fatigue is overcoming, don't forget my child,
Be careful now in my right mind.
If I rest, always intend
Let bright days enter my dream.

1988
Malak
Why did you steal my thoughts,
Why did you turn my mind around?
Now I don't know where I'm going,
Now my feelings are wandering.
I only see you in my dreams,
An example is a star when you fly.
Heavenly miracle, divine miracle,
An incomparable angel with beaver eyebrows.
One day,
Hold your hand if you can.
Or the example of the astrologer who left Nashud,
Shall I walk back your way…

1988
* * *
Hair is also falling out, teeth are a deposit,
Izgirin's heart is pounding,
My spring passed unceasingly towards winter,
Summer, autumn shortened the hardship, the urge

1988
WE
We were bad before, we are still bad,
He is a miserable man who does not like mercy and does not like the devil
If we speak, it is mahmadona, if we are silent, it is so
Thus, we have neither wheat nor straw.

1988
Development
Now the beggars are also very perfect,
He begins his work diplomatically.
Before asking the owner
The dog really throws bones.

1988
One thing
Don't worry, we'll make it happen,
We will fill in the gaps.
Once upon a time we used to graze, we used to hang,
Now let's have a meeting and kill.

1988
Ourselves
Forgive us, O Navruz,
Our eyes were distracted by ignorance that day.
We slapped you in the face,
Let's press the soup ourselves now.

1988
Autumn in the woods
I left cats in my garden,
My poor people are gone.
The trees that shed their leaves are ancient,
My good deeds will be shed with him.
I'll say hello to you, then
Now you lie on the ground, my umbrella leaves.
Why are you sad, maple, dear?
Death has come to the gardens.
The crimson blossoms here forever,
The ancient nightingales sang here.
My birds, you do not leave us minutes
Open again, O flowers.
Never touch the warmth of the eye,
Let us rejoice in winter like the heavenly moon.
Invites you to a poetic conversation
Mirtemir, Prince, of course, Oybek.

1988
Bird Language
1
Storm, don't blow on the candle, so
Don't scream like a lion.
It is very easy to turn off the candle,
One breath of "puff" is enough for him.
2
Following the verb of a simple child,
I'm worried about the messy world.
Simplicity is good, but often
It's a man's business.
3
Only one verse in the language of birds,
He is also an example for man.
The birds say:. Please don't fall into the cage,
If you fall, get out.
4
I made a joke for you today,
Why is the baby crying? deb.
Inga-inga. your meaning is,
Claims .me., .Me. deb.
5
Well, whatever your opponent,
Look even seven times over,
A comparison to the past life can be found:
The gold of the good,
7
I witnessed a wise feast,
I played and laughed.
When I asked him why, he said:
- Today I escaped from ignorance
8
Why hide the eternal truth
There is no shortage of the most original talent.
If the universe is a mill,
Even if it crushes the world, it will remain whole.
9
If you memorize the old alphabet,
Never forget this wisdom:
A crooked intention and an unwashed hand
I don't like that alphabet at all.
10
My people run for my life,
Dedication to the people is glorious.
But until he goes on this run,
Cleans people's wallets.

1988
The Most Convenient Answer
"I know the world is up and down,"
Without them, there would be no progress.
But, O philosopher, answer me,
Why a short hand of goodness.
Your mind is busy talking in vain.
Even the simplest puzzle is a bow to you.
Let me tell you, O poet.
Because the hand of evil is high.

1988
Irim (Humor)
Whoever does what,
The one I longed for is forever.
The girl was named Ogilkhan,
This is a reference to a son, for example.
Now the fountain of love has ceased,
Spread this case on the irim as well.
Now that your daughters are born,
Name them Mehrikhon.

1988
Tolerance
The old man returned from the market,
Where is the meat? Where is the oil? Promise?
The old woman sighed and comforted him immediately:
- Don't worry, the shortage is only with us?
The old man was flipping through the newspapers,
There was a riot in the factory, Vuzdami.
Imagination while comforting the old woman:
- Don't think, is the fight only with us?
An old man watching TV in the evening
Suddenly he jumps down. Are you crazy?
"Someone threw a stone at the state."
The old woman comforts: only with us ?!
I'm tired, says the old man,
Tolerance in the heart? Tolerate?
The old woman whispered:
Endurance and patience are only with us ?!

1988
Taskin
Do not go to the grave with the smell of perfume,
Don't go there and get dressed.
To every humble one who is in pain,
Their humiliation will increase, you know.
After all, their hearts are half,
After all, the idea of ​​immortality.
Not:. Do not covet, my brothers
Say that I will come to you one day.

1988
These are the Ways
These paths are an imaginary intiho,
Hurry to your destination.
These roads lead to neither Mecca nor Yo
To the United Nations.
These roads travel around the world,
Intilar is a mysterious lock of the heart.
Eventually it becomes like a ribbon
To the black zulf of a beauty like you.

1988
Belief (Narration of the Day)
Mahshar was close,
Doomsday is near,
Father and son are enemies.
Lightning strikes at the top of the sky,
No one is afraid.
This tongue is like honey in the mouth
It has become poisonous, it has become a thorn.
A pen that sings the eyes of charmers
The eyes are now ready to be carved.
My son tore my clothes,
The collar that was left to hold as repentance.
The knife of blame has reached the bone,
Shields are pierced, horses are helpless.
An old man on top of a burnt grave
He was drowning in such thoughts.
From time to time I dreamed of the past,
Eltardi struggles, mourning, weddings.
A voice came from the grave, and at that moment,
Sad and angry, painful, violent:
Doomsday is near, doomsday is far away,
You are to blame for all the troubles.
A sword and a shield for your son,
Give me a horse one day.
You, one day full, one day close
You don't have to worry about the body
The sound of a tormented grave,
What is this? Is it true? Vasvasmi? Gumon?
The old man breathed now
He left, not sleeping, towards the district committee.

1988
Monkey
Suddenly the monkey nodded one day
And the monkey began to make plans.
He said: - Thank you, dead Gulkhani bobo
So our time is definitely coming.
Krylov is already breastfeeding,
The rest is up to us.
Whatever we do, we have faith and will,
Who is blocking our way now?
So the monkey thought sweetly,
Then he began to take risks
He composed poetry from monkey thoughts,
He roamed the forest day and night.
Things seem to be going well, inspirations are flowing,
Mushugini .pisht. does not say, any animal
It will be needed in the field of culture,
Even Mr. Lion accepted him one day.
He was honored, given a title for example,
The monkey, on the other hand, was now stretched.
The animal completely ignored him,
We monkeys began to talk
A humble pleasure on his lips,
He used to say: - Our flower of the world, we are apes,
Oh, people. I can't stand them.
The monkey was just looking for a solution in this regard.
Finally, the monkey thought and found the following story:
Among human beings, Darwin was intelligent,
Find it. The great scientist applauded us,
Both Gulkhani and Krylov are descended from us.

1988
Go talk
How much will, how much power,
To pass without stepping on the grass.
How much will, how much power,
To swallow the sin of the child.
How much will, how much power,
To love the unfortunate Motherland.
How much will, how much power,
To say a word to the wrong people.
To get rid of all this,
There are only two gas ropes.

1988
Development
In ancient times, hunters boasted
Enjoying boza and nasvai:
"So-and-so, so-and-so, so-and-so."
I got the biggest hit.
The tourist who climbed the highest peak
Until he died proudly:
"Dear grandchildren, you don't know, oh,"
I embraced victory at that peak.
Architects have also lived for centuries,
Their pride is this:
"The tallest tower I've ever built."
My creation is the best building.
As development progresses,
The dream took over the whole world.
Now they brag: - Let it be known
I have disgraced the best Adam.

1989
Alienation
The arrow escapes from the bow.
Rivers and springs escape from the mountains.
Rain escapes from the clouds,
The winds blew away from the silence.
The fragrance of delicate flowers
My son-in-law is running away from the buds.
Every wave embraces space,
He hits the wild rocks and runs away.
The moment he broke his eagle's paw off the ground,
The sound escapes towards the bush.
If you are aware of the secrets of the universe
The worlds also run away from each other.
The great universe, which lives in the same way,
Life without a sense of location.
If it falls far from man to man,
What do you say to the interpretation of this situation, O soul!
A mother embraces her child,
What if a child escapes a thousand miles from his mother?
If they run away from each other, the son and the father,
Until the madmen who forgot their memory.
Honesty, kindness, perseverance,
I don’t know the reason for that, ghost.
Thought is a flame to man, though.
The people of Nechuk are enemies of man.
Neither the earth nor the sky will answer this,
Neither the Buddha, nor Zoroaster, nor the Bible, nor the Qur'an.
Now have mercy on the slaves,
O supreme charm - Mysterious Love!

1989
To Extortionists
Every initiative has its time,
The good side and the bad side.
Not to be left behind
The gala mullah who formed the company.
They lie on your doorstep,
They carry the dead on their shoulders.
You gave me what you wanted,
If you don't, they will multiply and take it away.

1989
Shoir (Humor)
If you post an ad in a city,
This is the moment when the whole person needs consciousness.
Fasting is like a talotap,
People were closing in.
If you post an ad in the city today,
Jununvash, about a madman.
The rest, all,
All that was left was to say, "He is me," the poet!

1989
The Lonely Soldier
One day he was shot in the chest,
Wow, my back! He shouted.
The enemy asked, "Why my back?"
Oh, you smoked, we opened the wound in your chest.
Botir whispered: I am a lone soldier,
Otherwise, you would not have ridden me.
If I have friends behind me
You couldn't target my chest.

1989
The end
Something is upsetting hearts,
Flowers covered with thorns.
If you suddenly get lost in the garden,
Nightingales wander in anger.
Bloody Mirrix's eye,
The salt of the oceans.
From the tongue that is already full,
The word of poets is zaqqumdir.
If you look at the road, you can see the jar,
A dragon in a baby's dream.
The boys are awake all night,
A dagger under the pillows.
Unknown _ who has a chance,
Olagovur is a time of doom.
Wondering what to do
Crowded like the sea.
There is no news, no friend, no friend,
Not a friend, but from home.
Alone at the altar
Help is from God.

1990
Unhappy Angel
Innocent angels are babies
It is flying over the clouds.
The living breezes of heaven
Parqu is fluttering his wings.
Happy and joyful days,
Everyone achieves eternal bliss.
Only one angel lived,
Only one angel is prone to grief.
It was never written, it was heartbreaking,
Worldly sorrow in the eyes of gloom.
The flower of paradise could not comfort,
Taftin could not be pressed, not even the water of Kawsar.
One day they asked: - Why are you sad?
After all, you are innocent, you are a complete reward!
The little angel drew uh long,
Then he whispered softly and turned:
"My parents left me when I left."
They are burning in hell.
That's why I'm sad, I'm crying
I wish them compassion and faith.

1990
Star Accident
A star in the sky died,
There was mourning in the universe.
The worlds of the near and far
Condolences were scattered.
A breath of sun dressed in black,
The moon trembles.
Venus can't stand the stars
There are tears in his eyes.
Whom do they hurt,
Infinite darkness is on the right and left.
He carries the coffin silently
On the way to the Milky Way…

1990
A Name In The Heart Of My Heart
A name in the depths of my heart,
I repeat slowly:
Reach your goal,
Keep an eye on you, King.
I am a poet, forgive me,
Let me explain.
Not surprisingly, Alisher is missing
If he saw you, Layla.
Let the pen shine when you write your name,
Let your footsteps be full of flowers.
I think you are a parrot
Blessed be a Majnun.
A name in the depths of my heart,
I repeat it slowly.
Reach your goal,
Keep an eye on you, King.

1990
The reasons are being sought
People are hungry,
Sausage but
Dogs are fed.
Let's comment on this situation slowly:
The reasons are being sought.
Killing brothers,
Families are falling apart.
Who says why, where?
The reasons are being sought.
Someone shot down the plane,
Protests are taking place.
Our answer is ready immediately:
The reasons are being sought.
A country larger than the earth
It is being torn down in a hurry.
We will meet only:
The reasons are being sought.

1990
* * *
Look at the strange light of the world,
Who is thirsty and who is thirsty
But the meaning is the same:
The victim leaves first, the executioner later.

1991
* * *
If you see a flock of crows in the field,
Don't be surprised.
When you turn the earth upside down and plow
The worm that appeared was the worm.

1991
* * *
Spring! All the blind people are happy with you
Especially happy humble people.
Because of your visit,
Officials like human beings.

1991
* * *
It is said that a child is like a child.
Those who say this are probably right.
But I repeat, I am also right
After all, children are a people.

1991
* * *
Every time I celebrate,
Although one is material, the other is mirage.
Poverty is hard on the motherland,
It is a great reward to strive for it!

1991
* * *
To whom did nature give more or less,
An aunt promised someone.
Surprisingly, this is a trained beggar,
An unparalleled royal voice.

1991
* * *
If Ranjima Toleing doesn't laugh,
Man sees everything, if he does not die.
The poet never ceases to be creative,
If the footprint is not paid.

1991
* * *
If I laugh, it's out of my conscience
I can ask for my work.
Good times, I'm for you
Hey, don't cry at my grave

1991
Erk Right
My ancient ancestral land,
Praise be to God,
He thought about it
Blessed is the step.
It's roaring again
The flame of your unquenchable heart,
Drink for free
Blessed is the oath.
Evil to anyone
It's good that you haven't seen it,
But out of the box
Salt head did not come out,
Let him use you now
Victory is always,
Safaring is safe
Let Hizr be your companion.

1991
Tragedy
He is happy not to see the decline of his time
A person who is driven to nothingness.
Blessed is he who does not reap what he sows,
The farmer who plowed again.
I look at the old warrior sadly
The target on his chest is a chorus in the streets.
What a comfort the past has given him,
And there is not the slightest hope for the future.
Is it the whole air of a past life,
Everything you see is mirage.
A place of worship for seventy-four years
If it is a hated place, it is disgusting and ruined.
A saint is an evil witch,
The so-called genius is a skull.
If your grandson catches you,
Whom do you call your pain, life.
The martyr did not leave during that battle
Take the name of a selfless soldier.
Today there is no shield, no weapon,
The winner asks for alms from the loser.
Tragedy abounds in the world, but
The pain of this is too great,
Oh, how horrible it is to be alive
If you have a foot in the world…

1991
Life Lessons
Two brothers begged one day,
The two could not fit in one place.
Not just a place, it's narrow,
Went both ways.
Months, years have passed,
After all, they found each other alive.
Trembling as he rested his head on his shoulders
They cried like babies.
Well, what happened, of course?
Kammi is ahil, noahil in this world.
But, I mean, it's just a disaster
Love is real.
I want to understand the secret of this situation
Sometimes I look around.
They see each other
Maybe they ate it already…

1991
You are faithful, Spring
My decision is lost in my soul,
I'm exhausted.
You came to visit us,
Will you fulfill, my spring ?!
Summer is over, autumn is over, winter is over,
There was a test run from the beginning.
My heart is pounding,
Will you fulfill, my spring ?!
I miss the green hills,
I miss the meadows,
I missed those secrets,
Will you fulfill, my spring ?!
Lola's lips are laughing,
The stain is also at the bottom - instantaneous.
Kxshashi is chosen by the spirit,
Will you fulfill, my spring ?!
Intimacy with a friend, with a friend,
With poetry, with words - with narrow,
Meeting with a choir like us,
Will you fulfill, my spring ?!

1991
Ka'batulloh
One is still from two nations
I have come, help me, O Ka'batullah.
A tolerant diet, from a nation that does not laugh
I have come, help me, O Ka'batullah.
The power he once had,
The mind that enlightens the world.
Even the intensity of breaking the shores,
I have come, help me, O Ka'batullah.
Destiny has become like a millstone,
The caravans are broken, the Sarbons are blind.
It was a great country, after all.
I have come, help me, O Ka'batullah.
Fraud, disgrace,
Orphan justice on the sidelines cried.
Is there a guarantee of happiness, after all,
I have come, help me, O Ka'batullah.
Who has knowledge in the homeland,
Someone noticed the dice.
Cunning has multiplied, deceit has multiplied,
I have come, help me, O Ka'batullah.
Sometimes we worship the idol we come across,
The abode of Satan has been opened to us.
After all, what was the sin of the people,
I have come, help me, O Ka'batullah.
Unless a wolf is a man,
I ate each other's heads
Where there is no truth lies,
I have come, help me, O Ka'batullah.
When people felt bad behavior
I traveled the world looking for a loyal friend.
I didn't find it, I didn't find it, I was tired of the bar
I have come, help me, O Ka'batullah.
I'm on my knees right now
I have a pen in my heart and a pen in my hand.
Have mercy on me, O Lord,
I have come, help me, O Ka'batullah
I thank you, Lord,
We turned our faces towards the path of guidance.
Asking for the happiness of my country called Haq
I have come, help me, O Ka'batullah

Beggar Boy
In the holy shrine of the Kaaba
Thousands of believers are ready to bear the burden.
Occasionally between rows
Only one child is visible.
Someone was giving alms - riyal,
But he did not donate.
Infinite sorrow in his black eyes, imagination,
On his lips is a sad, half-laugh.
Keep quiet, it's as if things are going well,
Only the wood shone in his eyes.
I think he's an angel,
Mehru was silently calling for generosity.

God willing
Thousands of Muslims are awake day and night,
He goes around the Ka'bah incessantly,
The will of all is divine,
Everyone is prepared for prostration every moment.
If the universe is an ocean, this is the vortex
If the universe is the sky, then the axis is in it.
Billion-ranked world, probably,
It sailed like a ship in a single wave.
A man scattered like dust on the earth,
Lined up next to a bird
Abasdir here is the nation, race, language.
The ground instructions are broken.
This place has no Karabakh,
There is neither Ozgan nor Osh Fergana.
God is the only light,
The lamp has countless propellers.
Even a fist of hatred is born in it,
After all, the only goal here.
If you pray, your sins will be poured out
There is no slave without faith, but mercy.
God is so perfect,
Forgive me, I said.
The wailing of the believers,
I cried till morning.

Longing
He who flees and is chased says Allah
I did not run away or chase, my friend.
My anguish was that Man,
I'm not saying anything but a man, my friend.
Man is still evil and cruel,
They pull each other incessantly into the pit.
It is difficult to get used to such a fate
Netay, I say my sorrow to Allah.

Ona
Standing at the gate of the Ka'bah, O guard,
First of all, the open ways of mothers.
Kneeling at the feet of mothers,
Circumambulate, rub your eyes, kiss your hands.
The reason is the cry of our mother Hagar
Obi Zam-zam, who opened his eyes in the Ka'bah.
Looking at a lifelong aspiring mother,
Neither the eyes of the prophets are wet.
I will not offend my people, but
The man who made the coffin is always.
There is only a cradle in the mother's arms,
The living gods said, gentle.
Poverty is for the good of mankind
First of all let the mothers pray.
Zora, be cleansed from sins,
Mothers find a thirtieth answer.
Standing at the gate of the Ka'bah, O guard,
First of all, the open ways of mothers.
Kneeling at the feet of mothers,
Circumambulate, rub your eyes, kiss your hands

Arafat
At the foot of Mount Arafat
I saw the signs of the Hour.
All the same clothes - in the ihram sarida,
The sheets again are a notebook of life.
No one's business with anyone,
The earth and the sky.
Pain, anxiety,
If you don't say thank you, you're rebellious right now.
From a crippled child to an old man,
Labbayka, Allah, pleads.
Someone groans with thirst,
Someone's life is done there.
The time for prayer is coming, the crowd is Muslim
He bows down and weeps.
I too kneel in silence,
Maybe I won't raise my head again…
Don't ask what the Day of Judgment is,
Allah showed him a scene.
The salt sea boils until dawn, calms down,
Let it be true that I passed the test, by God!

The Reality of Life
We've lived half our lives,
The other half is also a king god.
Only save me from separation, O Lord
Don't lose a friend.
If you think of the tricks of the enemy
Better a poor horse than no horse at all.
Sometimes the language enlightens the house for months
A lamp lit by seven strangers.
Rub your head when you need to
The tanti people who need it.
When you wish to die, your living companion,
The dead will bring you back to life.

Pilgrims
Honesty is the highest goal in Islam,
Truthfulness is the true flower of Muslim.
One day Satan intervened.
The pilgrim's wallet was hit.
An old man from a certain country,
There was no mosquito.
What to do? He stood helpless lol,
Thanksgiving in the heart, prayer in the tongue.
The thief was pleased with his work,
The head bows in prostration.
From this deed of the ignorant slave
The stone of the Ka'bah gets darker!

* * *
Two Muslims wearing ihram
They cursed each other and quarreled over tea.
They didn't really know, they were both
They were quarreling at the bottom of hell.

* * *
You will probably get tired of walking around this city
And yet you are dealing with Allah.
Adasha-adasha You found Mecca,
Now, if you get lost, where will you go?

To my pilgrim brothers Anwar and Khurshid
Will there be so many friends?
Two lamps receive power from one plug.
Oh, there is harmony in Uzbek as well,
Grow up, far from all kinds of evil eyes.

Originality
Both the thief and the right come here,
Purification is for everyone.
Every servant knows the reward of sin,
He is the king or beggar of the people.
It's hard to stop the flow of life,
No one is separated from the snow
After being purified once
From where you start.

Satan
Cursed or cursed,
The name that is recited every day.
His seldom-nodded place is seldom,
Every glass he opens is his cup…
They say even a naughty baby
He tickles and laughs in his sleep.
If you are a little careless,
He will do what you did not do.
Satan's craft is truly colorful,
Wrap the turban around it.
If he shows it sincerely, cheat,
Make the ignorant king and ask for the land.
We stoned Satan in the mine,
He was buried in a curse.
We said, Satan, under so much burden
It is bound to lie dormant for thousands of years.
We happily set off for our homeland,
Satan is left, he said in the pit.
We returned to the address, Satan, and wonder,
We were greeted at the airport.

Mecca - Madinah - Tashkent, May 1992, 25. June 16
Voices of Wisdom
Worship
Never say I agree with the world,
If you say so, go to the desert, to the mountains.
Because someone is listening to you at that moment.
Why do you agree?
Even if you are dissatisfied with the world,
Don't say a word, endure the pain, the separation.
Because someone is listening to you
Why, of course, is the question.
No wonder you look at the affairs of the world,
Look quietly at this old corpse.
The moment I was alone in the distant nights,
Open your heart only to the Lord.

Gabriel
On that day Muhammad was a humble slave,
It was achieved in the sight of Allah.
While meditating in a quiet room
Gabriel came to him.
First he tore Muhammad's chest,
Satan tore off the feelings.
Then he saw wisdom in the light of faith,
Muhammad began to place it on his chest.
He said: - Get up now, Muhammad
Messenger, show the way to all people.
Turn imperfect minds to wisdom,
Start the apostates to believe in the religion.

Recreation
A caravan traveling in the Arabian desert,
Found a place to stay and decide.
Horg`in Rasulullah - azurda ul jan,
He chose to take a break.
He lay on the bed without a bed,
A slave disappointed in Bamisli.
The Companions came with tears in their eyes:

"Lie on the mat, Rasul."
The Messenger of Allah, may Allah bless him and grant him peace, said, "Do not think."
I'm looking forward to the fun.
This world is like the shadow of a tree,
I am riding on it.

Fasting
During the month of Ramadan, during Eid,
Sumalak is cooked by Muslims.
Flour fried in olive oil,
Halim prepared - who has a chance.
Spring has come, we are out of winter,
It is an honor to gather food and blessings.
After all, we lost the mountain of toil,
An honor to nature, an honor to generosity.
Thank you for breaking the fast
Your debt will be a test of happiness.
The Messenger of Allah, may Allah bless him and grant him peace, said:
The sign of faith is contentment.

Haj
How many deserts, how many rivers,
One day a caravan entered Mecca
Hastening like a river to the sea,
The Ummah set out for the Ka'bah.
They were all old,
Light heads resting on sticks.
Someone said to them in astonishment:

"Will your youth come for Hajj?"
The ummah said: The path of truth is musk
Our Prophet suffered.
The way to commemorate this trip,
We were all very young.

Hazrat Adam
Even if their place is in the sky
It is very difficult for Adam.
When they look to the right, their spirits spread,
It only burns when you look to the left.
On one side is the charming garden of paradise,
It is a pleasant place, a green space.
One side is hell, the other is hell.
There is eternal torment and sorrow.
Joyful, looking to the right, Hazrat Adam,
Ashar moans as he looks to the left.
Even if one generation achieves heaven,
One child is burning in hell.

Human
Eating without returning what came
In fact, it is the work of a mindless animal.
It means not returning what came into your mouth
Naqisu is ignorant, the work of a fool.
Tavajjuh turned to God,
The name of the sanctified Man.
Asno who did not recognize the man
The devil was also cast out of the Throne.
As if growing up in front of your eyes,
The Lord is also aware of every moment, in every work
There is a time in fasting and dieting, however
Always beware of filth.

Ona
Someone asked: - Tell me, Muhammad,
You alone are the Messenger of the whole world.
Tell me who you want to do good to,
To my parents or to my child?
The Messenger replied, "Listen, brother."
Listen to me once.
If you can find it in the world,
Do good to your mother first.
I have been thinking about this wisdom for a long time.
Truly, I am the qibla of the mother.
Although we are all fathers, however
Prophets born of mothers.

Child
One day the father offended the child,
The father left his house.
But God is merciful,
Father Makkatullah reached the guardianship.
Father sighed near the Ka'bah,
It's as if all the pain is forgotten.
Although salvation strikes, in the beginning,
He could not get away from a word.
An old man worshiping the Ka'bah
Armonin told the world openly.
He said: - Even if I pray, it is bad.
Just bless that child.

Hellfire
One day, two Muslims,
From there, justice was completely removed,
They took a long, restless,
Eventually someone's head flew.
Someone came to the Prophet and asked:
"O Messenger of Allah, answer me."
Probably drowning his opponent in blood,
Will he suffer in hell?
The Messenger of Allah, may Allah bless him and grant him peace, said, "This and that."
He is doomed to hell.
Both are resting on the field
Those who wish death to each other.

Reward
Please do not discriminate,
The reward is neither big nor small.
Someone's country is too big,
And yet greedy, tolei does not laugh.
Generous to a hungry child,
Half the date hung from the heart.
Of course, this generosity is instantaneous, instantaneous,
The bus was accepted as a whole reward.
It is said that good deeds prevent disasters,
It is the path to goodness.
Even the smallest generosity grows like a mare,
It is like a tulpar.

Do not worship the slave
Never worship a slave, slave,
If he wrongs, curse the wrongdoer.
One soul lives in each body,
It is strange for a person to be a saint.
Although there is ignorance in this world,
Contemplation, the Mind has a home,
Survival that no one will find in destiny
There is a threshold of death ahead.
Do not twist your words to magic,
There is no sweeter word than the word.
No matter how much you run around the world looking for a friend,
There is no dearer friend than himself.

Sha'Ni of the deceased
To say a bad word in honor of the dead
From time immemorial, disgust has been counted.
O Man, think of your body for a moment,
Whom death has not conquered.
Floods can cause panic,
A life that can withstand the blows of life.
Like a wedding kick, the wedding will raise,
A horse can lift a horse's bridle.
The Messenger of Allah, may Allah bless him and grant him peace, said, "Who is the companion of the Truth?"
He cherished the value of life.
Do not look at the father after the deceased,
The deceased went to his destination.

The Way of Guidance
He has shown you the way of guidance,
Whether you walk or not, you know, Man
Maybe you're holding the Devil's hand
Everything is clear to the Creator.
Snow on the banks of the rippling river
If you are thirsty, you are to blame
Suddenly disaster strikes
Speak ignorance when it flies from your lips.
Why wait for happiness from the unseen,
The friend in your heart gave you blindness.
For what you have done on the ground
It is useless to blame the sky.

John Bitter
Jesus drank water from a spring,
This water of life was very sweet.
But when you pour water into a jug
He immediately became Zaqqum.
Even the prophets will be amazed.
What kind of mystery is this? Reveal, O Lord!
The breath of Christ is at rest
A voice came out of the jar and trembled:
Oh, did you have any sweet water,
So this is the taste of salt, the bitterness of blood.
I was also Human. I'm looking now,
What makes the water bitter is the bitterness of the soul!

Demons
The demons feasted in the wilderness, at night,
I am happy around the campfire.
While a brave horseman was riding
Suddenly he saw the party.
The momentary trembling that covered the hero,
Then he suddenly put a horse on the fire,
The demons are gone, but one,
The word was hard, and he was not afraid:
"Don't hurt us like that, hero."
Don't hurt anyone unknowingly.
There are disbelievers among the jinn,
There are Muslims among the jinn.

Wrestler
During a conversation, the Prophet
The question arose suddenly.
They said: - Unless necessary
Who would you call a real wrestler?
The Companions said: - Everyone always
Take what came to the edge.
When you go to the wrestling arena, however,
Whoever is considered a hero is a winner.
The Messenger of Allah, may Allah bless him and grant him peace, said:
Man has a unique power.
But he is a man who has overcome his anger
A real hero melts in the world.

Goodness
It is the job of the nokas to seduce a slave
The language of Atoyi Haq erur tus.
He only introduced the person,
Whether he is a Christian or a Muslim.
When a baby cries for bread,
If it doesn't come to you, it's a drop in the bucket.
What do you need a mosque and a church for now?
Better a poor horse than no horse at all.
The Messenger of Allah, may Allah bless him and grant him peace, said:
Always follow the path of generosity.
An Abyssinian with a raisin-black head
Stand by when you do a good job!

Envy
When a person is born,
The people were overjoyed.
I turned into a happy baby,
Of course, they were wrapped in down.
Months, years have passed, many dates have passed,
The child has also reached old age.
When the day is over, he is a slave again
It was wrapped in a piece of down.
Envious ones are partners with the devil
They stretched out their hands to the fluff,
It is difficult to turn the owner into a shroud,
He tried to turn his way to hell.

The wind
Winds, winds, gusts of wind,
I don't know where you came from.
What dreams do you have,
I am a candle or a lamp in front of you.
Blowing from the Arabian desert, O Samum,
Whose feelings are you hurting?
For the sake of the martyrs, tayammum,
You buried your dreams in the sand.
When the wind blew, the Prophet
He was always full of enthusiasm and impatience.
He would say: - Any wind is inevitable,
Either bring life or disaster.

Abstract Being
One day a Muslim became king of the country
One rebel became a Muslim that day.
One day the Christians became the king of the country
He became a Christian that day.
Toju throne revolves around the world,
The kings were sometimes dervish and selfish
When he was king, he was an idolater in the land
He became an idolater at that time.
That's how he lived his life,
He even deceived the Creator.
On the Day of Judgment, be abstract
They put it on three pegs.

Like you
When you tell your mother to your father,
Believe me, I was not a witness.
You stutter, your face is poisonous,
It's as if I made the world.
The fire that never flashes from my step,
I do not claim eternity.
And did I build a fortress, or did I catch a flame,
I have always been a companion to simple intentions.
Don't worry too much who are you debon,
I am someone's hash, someone's moment.
I am also a guest in the transient world,
I am a servant of God like you.

Layli And Majnun
Destiny always accompanies everyone,
Someone bows his head, someone bows his chest
The Messenger of Allah, may Allah bless him and grant him peace, said: From Allah alone
Whoever asks, let him give.
One day Lily tied her hands and feet
They brought him to the Ka'bah.
Layla exclaimed, "Why repent?"
If I'm not crazy, the world is a mess.
Prayer was Majnun's turn,
He also expressed his desire.
He bowed to the Ka'bah and said:
I'm only asking you, Layla

Love
There is only one dream in the heart of every believer,
Mahshar's day is always on his mind.
God forgives sins,
If Zora achieves it, he will go to heaven.
I dream at night,
Bless me, O Lord.
Your vasling though the highest visol,
Have pity and but depending on my condition.
Take my wishes into account,
Reunite with the world of dreams.
The Messenger of Allah, may Allah bless him and grant him peace, said: Man is in Paradise
Kirgaydir with her beloved.

Azrael
Azroil comes in Bedouin form
He said to Muhammad: I took your life.
And yet you achieve respect,
Do what you want, I will be your friend.
Muhammad swayed to the right and to the left,
He said:. Keep up the good work.
I agree, compliment the Messenger,
You are giving me one last chance.
Don't return my lone beggar,
Well, then stretch your chest on top of me.
Take the life of my Ummah easily,
Give me his torment.

tradition
I am a guest in this great place,
I also have a love affair in my heart.
As the hadith ancestors say, he rested,
Accept my repentance, O God.
We have grown up, but there is a lot to talk about,
Round winds blow.
I believe that faith is,
We will hold hands one day.
There was prayer, he continued to reach,
We will not cover the roof of this house with forty.
Greetings to all who listen to us,
Goodbye until we see you again! Amen!

Slave And Sun.
I say, cry out in the dark,
Enlighten the heart with the light of generosity.
The Messenger of Allah, may Allah bless him and grant him peace, said: Do not overdo it,
Free the slave when the sun is eclipsed!

Dilozor
Unless you're a techie who knows what he's doing,
Are you a believer ?!
If someone bury his liver in the ground
If you don't ask Holin, is it a stone?
The sun is shining on the hill,
And you say it's all night.
If it sinks in someone's heart,
You call it a bright day.
Once upon a time you were in trouble,
The prophet sighed and his heart was full.
The Messenger of Allah, may Allah bless him and grant him peace, said: Even to Musa
It is an affliction that the Ummah has not given so much.

1991-1992
State of Uzbekistan
The flag of Uzbekistan has been raised,
Tell me, which of us didn't expect this day.
When necessary, sometimes under the tree,
None of us has passed the test of history.
Dongil set out on a journey, now free Uzbekistan,
To some it was a foot, to whom it was heaven.
Thankfully, the old world knew itself,
In other words, the whole world knew the Uzbek state.
With this head that has seen no discrimination,
My people, I am on my knees before you.
Speaking in Uzbek, with a sharp increase
I'm pouring alms for your happiness.
Although there are always flowers in my garden,
We remember Timur and Navoi again and again.
I will live a long time, but when I leave
I have my own flag to bow on!
These are the days of the seventy.
Friends, let's celebrate this holiday side by side.
Iloya, let the dark days not come upon us,
Raise the golden cup as my Uzbek, my friends.

March 1992, 4
A stranger
The nose cannot be cut as ugly,
You understand me, Abdullo aka.
I am Uzbek, but I am a vagabond,
I wish I could comfort Mecca.
If I go to Afghanistan
An Arab looks at me as a stranger.
There is no one to listen to me.
I'm just looking at my mother.
Although there is no shortage of wealth in the world,
In fact, I love to cook.
I am far from the love of the country,
I am a stranger in the hot season of my life.
I also fought with a handgun,
When the Afghans invaded.
No breath at all, no rest at all,
I was able to make my way to the invader.
My brothers were martyred in the war,
My mother and I were left alone.
They called me a hated mujahideen
The northern galaxies are cunning, reckless.
The Uzbek who came after Jaihun,
He took up arms and died.
Today I say openly to the world,
He was also a victim of the Soviets.
Don't treat me like blood, akajon,
I also knew the value of freedom.
Whatever Uzbek gave in the battles,
Along with him, I died.

1992
* * *
The true lover loves his servants,
Servants who have faith in their hearts,
When the arrogant bow their heads,
The choirs that will rise high.

1992
* * *
Someone would say to his child: - O my lamb,
Please listen to my words.
I never greeted you,
Now I have to work hard.

1992
* * *
Poem, Child, Goodness - like a polapon,
They were scattered everywhere.
No matter how bad the world is,
They all came to me.

1992
Poet Chorijon Marcia
Everyone dies.
He should not be a king or a beggar.
Your grief burns my heart,
Let no one's student die! ..
After all, he is first and foremost a human being.
He is a precious soul to his people.
His teacher is the dream heaven,
Let no one's disciple die.
You were thinking, Chorijon,
I thought - half-inspired,
You didn't say, the pain was over,
Let no one's disciple die.
Like the world in the steppe of Guzar,
Armo's hair is like white hair,
You were spotless as a child,
Let no one's student die…
Poetry, with us,
There was an earthquake in your house,
What is this, an earthquake in the spring,
Let no one's disciple die.
Whether the poet is young or old,
His creation is far from dead.
It's a pain, it's a pain,
Let no one's disciple die!

1992
In memory of Sharof Rashidov
The dead are far from life,
So far, far from flattery.
Makru does not give up tricks, but
As long as life is a helpless man.
They have different habits,
First bury the ganja in the ground.
Then suddenly they feel helpless,
Where is my pearl?
Good luck to everyone in the world,
Some wear crowns, some wear hats.
As if Alisher told you too:
"Your image is a dervish and your image is a king."
Goodness is drawn to the face of the mask
The horse you rode in a disgusting field.
Someone sold his father for a penny,
Handcuffed, looted bisot.
What was wrong with your thoughtful eyes,
Is it the future or the glory of the maze?
She was Uzbek, she was waiting for a man,
You have fulfilled a thousand and one wishes.
Supporting the dream of free-spirited people,
You swam the nights in the sea of ​​imagination.
Keeping the word of independence in the heart,
You made flowers inside the cage.
Poet, the sin of poetry on my neck,
The owner protects the kingdom cunning.
Sometimes greedy, pragmatic people
Justice is what I find.
Because of them, a restless hand, time,
You don't even know black and white.
Opportunity when distracted,
Even Temur Boykaroni.
It is fair - who started the nation,
They set themselves on fire.
But as he aspired to the throne with the crown,
Surprisingly, they often ran away from the tree.
Care, Sharof ota, care a thousand times,
Eternal Uzbekistan is a monument to you too.
Today it is full of the desire for independence,
Your service will be remembered again and again.
God, I give it to everyone,
Let it be the textual fortress of the Motherland.
My Uzbek who supports you is myself,
And the guardian of the country is a brave son!
If you are not a sultan, Sharaf ota, gar,
You lived as a pen pal.
The symbol of purity, fidelity is inevitable,
Khursanoy is Aya's companion.

November 1992, 2
Folk Transplantation
People do not weave transplants on purpose,
The lifespan of the narrations is long.
Let me tell you one:
Do good - your tongue will be long.
Thoughtful but another aspect,
We are a people who do good.
We are constantly blamed,
Tell me, when will our language be long?

1992
Two Enemies
If the enemy of girls is beauty,
The enemy of the poet is his talent.
The poison that kills them
It is the oppression of envy by suk.
Anyone who looks down on girls,
He praises the bright stars.
The poet is the enemy of talent,
He kicks her in the leg.

1992
I Whom I Love
One day a young boy asked:
"Why are you crying, God?"
I said, don't be surprised by my answer,
Whom I rely on other than Allah.
Constantly deceiving environment, space,
Tortsa is a friend of yours.
If so, every moment, every moment,
Whom I rely on other than Allah.
I'm not ungrateful in the world though
Somewhere I have it too, maybe dilband
And but if the child burns alive,
Whom I rely on other than Allah.
Insofu is a sweet word,
Life is a flood or a bubble.
As long as you live, you will run away,
Whom I rely on other than Allah.
The world of so many kaj erur gardun,
Why seek religion from him,
If a father rejoices in his son,
Whom I rely on other than Allah.
A thousand eyes stare at one soul,
Your life, your career, but your glory,
They will burn your lady without setting fire,
Whom I rely on other than Allah.
Why did I live in this ancient world,
I became an example of a wild horse.
I blame you, crowd, to you:
Whom I rely on other than Allah.
If you don't mind me, friend,
Maybe even in their hearts,
It is almost inevitable that they will say:
Whom I rely on other than Allah.
Life is slowly coming to an end,
Now the crop I planted is turning yellow.
Well, you lean on yourself, but,
Whom I rely on other than Allah.

1992
Communication
"I'm unhappy, I'm not happy."
Mother, let me go to your eyebrows.
"Those who leave will never return,"
I say be patient, oh, no.
- Why was I born in the world?
So unlucky, poor thing.
- I also suffocated for a lifetime,
Child, helpless, poor.
"Why are people bad?"
Someone tramples someone?
"I've had these worries, too."
I did not know the secret of this situation.
- I believed in man - I was humiliated,
You said - a belief is patience.
"I've lost my confidence, too."
The end is the grave.
"There's nowhere to go,"
Mother, let me go to your eyebrows.
"Boy, you're almost gone,"
I say be patient, oh, no.
- If you call, if you help,
Visoling makes my soul happy.
"If you go to the snow, too."
Who remembers me in existence ?!

1992
Uzbek Encyclopedia
I am a poor man,
My tomorrow
I am a helpless slave who does not know what will happen.
My blood that I did not find in the middle of heaven and earth,
I'm laughing at the Batman stone inside me.
In the damp streets of loneliness,
My golden seasons are over.
In the dark streets of poetry
I stared at the distant stars.
This life is full of provocation, envy, conspiracy,
Every moment made me a thousand times sadder.
The whole universe,
I was slowly advancing my country.
I remembered Bukhari and Yassavi,
Yes, yes, from my memory,
Only they were ringing in my eyes,
But it never left my mind.
Both Temurbek, Ulugbek, Alisher, Bobur,
The kingdom you created was the Sultanate.
Great history bears witness to Turkestan,
We were a state, we were a state, it became a state!
My sister, my brother, listen to me,
Be proud of this ancient galaxy.
You deserve the ground, and the ground belongs to you,
This place is yours now, yours is the sun.
Freedom in your hands, licking in your head, singing in your tongue,
You have a homeland, you have a kindergarten, you have honor.
The sacred territory called Uzbekistan,
You have your own state, your own country, your own encyclopedia.

1992
Save the people
No one is separated from the world by a wall,
It is this creature that touches your body.
Do good to everyone, and to yourself,
You only protect yourself if you protect the people.

1992
Humanity
A thin table that will one day be full,
You wear a coat without a drummer,
But if you forget humanity,
All of them are a pity for you, man!

1992
Goat
The well-known goat's behavior,
He can't stand still until he falls into the pot.
The way you always choose to be crooked,
He can't walk quietly if he doesn't show his skills.
Goho germinates the seedlings,
Sometimes he touches the shepherd's staff.
Suddenly the herd begins to sink,
However, he avoids the danger.
One day the goat's zeal was aroused,
He climbed to the top of a high cliff.
He stared at the clouds,
He enjoyed the heights.
It was dark in the mountains in the evening,
Now we have to go back.
The storm began, the rest was lost,
There is no cocaine, no water, the rock is bare.
He doesn't even know how he came out.
He could not find a way to fall back.
In short, on the highest rock,
The poor man was left alone.
Now he began to beg for help,
Raise the sky to the top.
In our language, tears,
Luck said otherwise, disaster said otherwise.
In the morning the shepherd looked at the rock,
The statue of the goat stands still.
The heart cries out in anguish,
He is constantly asking for protection.
Even a shepherd can't climb such a rock,
He, too, nodded reluctantly.
Don't waste the opportunity,
He began to look for a way out.
Boil in any case once it boils,
Removed it from the herd list,
Immediately he fired, and the shepherd with his rifle,
He knocked the goat off the rock.

1993
My Karakalpak
I am Uzbek and you are Karakalpak,
In the world of the Turks, you too,
If I am dust, you are dust too,
Uzbek has always been a relative, my brother.
Rest on the shores of the island,
Rice, fish was your food,
Is there no more stuffed glass,
Are you alone, my brother in tears?
This is Abraham, this is Tulebbergan,
Karakalpak wishing happiness,
It is asking the Creator for truth,
Iloyo, let your head be a stone, my brother.
Great country that supports you,
The head of state wishes only good,
May your intentions always be answered,
Both a comrade, a comrade and a confidant.
We live in a time of hope,
One of us is in Nukus or Kokand,
In general, in Uzbekistan,
We will be yours, brother.

1993
Lo`ttiboz
I've been caught up in a lot of trouble,
For the most part, inshallah, I am now free.
I was in need, I was in trouble,
I got used to it.
Neither fame nor sorrow was able to capture him.
I got rid of vain dreams.
Once upon a time, helpless, alone,
The pain was in the heart.
For months I was on the road, bedridden,
Thankfully, I finally got rid of the pain.
Until the conqueror wins,
The life of the people takes place in a cage.
The homeland was liberated, I was full of drugs,
So I got rid of the shackles too.
But a catastrophe still haunts,
Neither time nor time will come to him.
You can't catch him all at once,
But it is impossible to turn around and pass.
How many winters, how many summers,
I just didn't get rid of the looters.
Your presence is so wide, oh, Lord,
Your blessing is immense.
It's best to wire your son quickly,
Not: If you don't come, I'll do white, white!
Unless you are a poet, ghazal summer, summer fard,
But there is no man who reads.
Sing your own song,
Not: I'm stuck, uh, bless you!
The key to your grandchild's heart,
Get acquainted (gain, obtain) with present-day techniques that came from Positive Psychology.
Don't look for Ulfat on the street,
Now everyone is on the trail of money gone.
When you finally get old and tired,
You take all the initiative.
If you take the tram one day,
A place where no one can leave you.
Look at the empty seat,
Sit down, teacher! Say to yourself.
Don't worry, don't worry, don't worry,
Of course, dig your grave.
Make a couple of words on the marble:
"Here lies the Best Man!"
After all, they didn't visit you alive, so
No one will remember you even after you die.
So, a kind result that will not be lost,
Find a solution to this, find only.

1994
In the Ballad of Mehru Oqibat
Dema rose with a kind result,
There is only one way.
Till your soul is in your body, speak in your mouth,
Now find out for yourself.
The woman brings tea for breakfast,
Invite yourself: - Drink, so-and-so!
If you put it in your office in the morning, every step,
In particular, say hello to yourself.
Respectfully hang the coat on the hook,
Show loyalty and devotion to yourself.
Usually someone will be hired,
Announce yourself immediately.
Maybe you'll go on a long journey,
A remote village, a distant city,
Ask your father, your birth mother,
A letter to you from where you wrote in the summer.
So, the benevolent consequence has risen,
There is a way to do this, look, find only.
Maybe you know your birthday,
You give yourself something.
If you suddenly fall into the hospital,
Look at a friend or a stranger.
How many of your polytheistic slaves are there for you?
Why did you need a looter?
He also has a human face, eyes,
But the deception will go away in broad daylight.
If there is an interest, then from the irreversible disaster,
If it dries up, it sinks in the river.
He puts his doppia on it,
He even feeds a barren cow.
He has no gender, no nationality,
It is universal, that is, flawed.
You see, it is a beautiful place, flirting,
If you look inside, it's a pity.
Here's a gentleman, smiling pleased,
In fact, a monkey wrapped in a robe.
I moaned for your food to be an idol,
One day a lame boy was deceived.
Until the looter is done,
Until the donkey crossed.
God, you are the purest in the world,
Bergil is religious to them, too.
How many trials do you have?
Don't send them to me.
Well, it's hard in hell, it's not in the fire,
Don't make fun of me, though.

1993
Phone Book
No wonder,
From evening to morning
If I am buried in dozens of notebooks.
Phonebook -
However, this notebook…
My heart beats, if I take it in my hand.
How many friends are there,
There are names of acquaintances.
One was Man, still Man,
The other, unfortunately, helps the devil.
One is rich, chased, honored,
Maybe an old number that changed.
Someone licked the oil from my eye,
It's a step I've already taken.
Someone did not like the career,
Surrounded by squirrels.
On what day, looking at his forty-year-old friend,
What was your name? ”He asked.
Manovi is humble, my poor acquaintance,
I was disappointed in one word.
Have I changed too? Is it my job?
I have not visited once. Gina from me…
This is not a tragedy.
Maybe one can be fixed.
But line by line in the notebook,
There are the names of my late friends.
O my pure-hearted brethren,
Why did your blood stop suddenly.
You're not here - for me, circles are half,
My day is up to someone now.
Yes, this life is sweet, even if it is bad,
Yes, even if I have a taste, they are spoils.
I know the irreversible universe,
I know, the dead who will not be resurrected.
Maybe I should delete their names? Aslo!
I'm scared, like I'm eating a duck.
They are the inverse of the numbers,
It's like saying "Labbay" after the stars.

1994
Wisdom of the East
Aspiring to the throne, full of rage,
You're going to take out the universal dust.
It was Alexander who raised every window,
Timur is not counted in any way.
When the Uzbek state was established,
A breed of monkeys.
Do not tarnish the honor of your country,
After all, a man is yours.
Everyone can become a king,
It's hard to go down in history.
Falak chappa ketip, omading chopsa,
Understand the wisdom of the East:
The king is awake day and night,
He will be a kind midwife of his people.
It is not in vain that the original ruler,
God will be a shadow on earth.

1994
Mayne
I listen to the noise of the garden,
Here a variety of birds roam.
Swallow is a world in itself,
But there are too many.
I have never seen such a heavy bird,
Ten decisions in one fell swoop.
It doesn't matter if it is day or late,
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.
Well, no, it's thirty-two teeth,
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.

1994
Good And Evil
A hand-held transplant,
The people repeat it.
Do not harm anyone,
One day he will come back to you.
By the way, if you give a reason,
He will never be quiet either.
They say if you spit in the sky
No doubt it will fall on your face.
If you do good, you will, however,
Will he return it to you? This mubham…
Sometimes you rub your head
The dog bites your hand too.

1994
The world
Until the end of one's life,
The world has accumulated wealth, it has accumulated wealth.
He was not interested in the condition of his friend,
And neither is the neighbor's poor condition.
He really took the reins of property,
He only rode after lust.
One day the fate of the verdict will be decided,
Sword brought death.
Now neither the dice can save the dice,
Neither crystal nor gem can save.
Agree or disagree - it doesn't matter,
Such a moment is helpless, even a friend.
He confessed that he would die a cruel death.
He said, "That's it, that's the world."
The deceased deserves to be seen dead,
The crowd took him to the cemetery.
My home became dust and joy,
Someone looked at him and said, "Is that so?"

1994
* * *
When the earth appeared,
A tree and an animal were created before.
These two are to deceive the simple
After giving up his mind, Man.

1994
* * *
Usually when there is a party,
They say passionately: the world is one less.
A strange contradiction: the last glass,
He never thinks it's too much.

1994
* * *
I'm lying on the side of the road
Although I am helpless, I am still alive.
The shadow of your horse fell on me,
Pull the reins, you fool.

1994
* * *
Maybe the steppe will be Karbalo,
Maybe paradise is between the stars.
I have Uzbekistan - my homeland,
Better than all of them, great!

1994
Homeland
If friends can't be loyal to each other,
It is impossible to distinguish how many conspiracies there are.
It is said that a porcupine cannot be kept in a cage.
Know that apart from the homeland, it is impossible to spread.
It is impossible to sing a nightingale without a bag.
I declared it my homeland, my friends, muhammas,
Who knew the homeland great, I knew it dear.
If I am proud of my homeland, I will raise my head,
Know that apart from the homeland, it is impossible to spread.
It is impossible to sing a nightingale without a bag.
I always look after the homeless with regret,
He bows his head and weeps bitterly, though his state is weak,
Although I am poor, my country is my throne, my destination.
Know that apart from the homeland, it is impossible to spread.
It is impossible to sing a nightingale without a bag.
Never forget the past of your grandparents, friends,
Do not dream at dawn, friends,
If you are a non-believer, don't be fooled, friends,
Know that apart from the homeland, it is impossible to spread.
It is impossible to sing a nightingale without a bag.
My homeland is Uzbekistan, of which I am proud,
I mean, I have free justice, I have a stable state,
As kind as my mother, I have a munis Vatan, I have grief,
Know that apart from the homeland, it is impossible to spread.
It is impossible to sing a nightingale without a bag.
Motherland, you are free, your path is glorious, take a step,
Fakhr-la boqgay Abdullo, his eyes are wet with joy
Always seek refuge in the Truth,
Know that apart from the homeland, it is impossible to spread.
It is impossible to sing a nightingale without a bag.

1994
Greatness
The little star in the sky is a stone
Mindi to his natural plane.
When Rosa finds herself in the gaps,
Hit the Client planet.
The customer is an example of the sun
There is a magnificent nord in the caravan of space.
What happened to that poor star,
The weight is flax at the foot of the mountain.
Without realizing or feeling the power of greatness,
The last march he found.
The client travels billions of years in the sky,
After all, the particle he was not looking for.
I wonder, greatness is original,
He did not deviate from the path he had chosen.
The particle strikes greatness, but,
As long as the greatness does not hit the particle.

1994
Tongue Pain
If the hand pain subsides
The pain in the tongue begins.
From distant memories
The heart aches again.
A moment of silence,
I do not remember, O Lord.
Fate is like a bow in his hand
I bent down.
Good and bad
Not realizing,
I just looked for a way,
To the arch of love.
At first glance, it's like a paycon
Life is gone.
I didn't know it was a bullet
Which address is seventy.
I aspired somewhere.
Where is my love
Maybe I'm on this side,
And my heart is there.
That is human life.
The path is full of regret.
If Gar reaches Vaslin
Come on, doomsday.
The meaning of my life
Take a breath back.
Well, then everyone
Tell a story.
That's how difficult it is
Achieving goodness.
Life is a chiston,
Love is also a riddle.
If the hand pain subsides
The pain in the tongue begins.
From distant memories
The heart aches again.

1994
Freedom
I am a helpless tulpar,
A wanderer in the field.
I'm a flying squirrel,
Sensitive to every ghost.
If I get caught, I'll be called a vulture
They put on a lot,
Oh, stop, say, thank you
They take their prey.

1994
Thanks Burhan
Azamat is a maple,
The screaming river.
In the distance is a mighty mountain.
The majestic sky below,
Around the horizon is a field, a garden.
A great old man in the shade of a plane tree
Quietly observes the earth and the sky.

He is Shukur Burhan, Goho Shu Tahlit
I imagine Uzbekistan.

1994
Shelter
As long as you are alive, this is the world
The bargains are colorful.
Sometimes you rejoice in gratitude, sometimes
Get frustrated with too much.
A thousand and one questions that will break your heart,
The enmity of what you know as a friend.
Hard to forget, abstract perspective,
Regrets of your past.
Is the devil the winner in the world,
Is it always the beginning of goodness?
It's such a feeling when you're surrounded,
Where were you running to, poor man.
There is only nature - a divine abode,
Just don't look at it that way.
At least you know him, Man,
Do not set fire to your shelter alone.

1994
Caesar's Child
Whether there is or not,
He had a child.
Sensing everyone
He was used to it.
You say to your father,
You call your mother too.
One day the teacher told him
Reprimanded as follows:
You censor everyone,
Including me.
Such an ugly habit
Drop it now, brother.
One piece of advice I have
The result may be.
All that you say
Write a hundred times.
The next day the boy
The task is done.
Not a hundred of what he said,
Returned two hundred times.
Teacher Shod: I am for you,
Yes, I believed it.
Child dermish: .You are one
I said I would be happy.

1994
* * *
There is nothing in the universe,
Five panjang examples are unusual.
If you meet a wise man, know that
A hundred madmen to meet him.

1994
* * *
Payments are not automatically paid,
Eternity did not happen overnight.
Hey my opponent, don't tell me,
I will not die because my grandfather is not dead.

1994
* * *
His deeds are slander and hypocrisy,
A deceitful, filthy, unbelieving plague.
If you created them too
Whom shall I be angry with now, O God?

1994
* * *
My poem, as I said, is the judgment of time,
They were scattered everywhere.
May they live in peace in their hearts,
Side by side with the market economy.

1994
holiday
As long as he is alive, man in the world,
Accompanying him is sometimes joy and sometimes sorrow.
I don't know what will happen tomorrow but
Every peaceful day is, of course, a holiday.
If you leave the yard - every moment is useless,
Don't call an unfaithful friend my friend.
The wide world is a cage without you,
Every peaceful day is, of course, a holiday.
Don't tell me you're lucky,
I am proud of the mud that will never be broken.
An ignorant enemy without writing on you,
Every peaceful day is, of course, a holiday.
Don't look at simple things,
We smoke as distant stars.
The moss next to you without shaking your head,
Every peaceful day is, of course, a holiday.
It is a sign of madness in the world,
It's a pleasure to be with the patient.
Wet stomach, but healthy,
Every peaceful day is, of course, a holiday.
First of all, let there be peace in your heart,
Peace be upon you, dear Motherland.
The sky is the place without dust,
Every peaceful day is, of course, a holiday.
The noise of life never ceases,
Write your poem, without pausing anymore.
Not only do you fall in love when you grow old,
Every peaceful day is, of course, a holiday.

1994
Memory
When evil rises in the West, the head,
You have remained faithful to good intentions.
Your raincoat pillow is stone,
You have become a shield to humanity.
Far from the heart of the motherland,
Please submit at other addresses.
It still scratches our chests,
Although you are a victor, a winner, a hero.
Although the Motherland will always remember you,
But your dream does not fit in the grave.
Unborn offspring,
They are all gone with you.
Your soul is awake,
Thinking of the peace of the rest of the living.
The wheel hits, It's hard to get to Chatkal,
Through the vast steppes of Karshi.
Free Uzbekistan bows today,
Martyrs do not have the names of their children.
Which one is missing, which one beun,
Sleeps quietly on the far frontiers.
The riots of the soul are silent forever,
Now your memory is our companion.
The brave sons of my people,
May God's mercy be upon you.

1994
Justice
They said to the poor man:
Here, the dice are guaranteed for you.
Poor they never listened,
Justice, he said just, justice!
They asked the rich man a question,
They said: What is stronger than money?
He replied, "I'm still afraid."
From the poor who seek justice.

1994
People
Everything passes, career, glory,
Sweeter than sweet, bitter than bitter.
One day there will be dust, and an unparalleled sun,
Only the people will live, only the people will remain.
Sometimes we cried, sometimes we laughed,
Sometimes we were hammers, sometimes we were sandals,
At last we laughed and were lucky.
Only the people will live, only the people will remain.
Your name is black - cotton, you,
What I swallowed was Loppi, it's you,
It's the board you hit at the time, aren't you ?!
Only the people will live, only the people will remain.
The forehead of an Uzbek is made of steel,
He created his work through blame, hard work,
In a word - created from labor,
Only the people will live, only the people will remain.
There is a legend of infinity when you listen to this hand,
This leader has a leader, a poet, a song,
There is a desk worth a thousand wise men,
Only the people will live, only the people will remain.
We are not angels, this is not a secret,
Not every eshan, not every turban,
But the price of the table, our hearts are not dirty,
Only the people will live, only the people will remain.
Remember the ancestors who died in battle,
Don’t forget the grandmothers who picked up the bread and gave it to me.
Do not forget the prayers of faith,
Only the people will live, only the people will remain.
Amalparast, when you are not lazy,
If he doesn't eat something, he'll have a mouth,
We are all kings, we are all poor!
Only the people will live, only the people will remain.
The only thing left to do is to remember the past,
Human dignity comes from a high nation,
This quality is inherited from Uzbek nature.
Only the people will live, only the people will remain.
Whether he is a scientist or a cotton grower, he is a man,
That is, the servant of Allah is one world, each
My Uzbek is my parent, my Uzbek is my father,
Only the people will live, only the people will remain.
Obviously, justice will be the eyes and eyebrows of the people.
If you hit it, it will be flour, and if you hit it, it will be soup
The country will be the head of the country,
Only the people will live, only the people will remain.
You have set out on a great journey, to be your companion, my people,
I am your child, you support me, I support you, my people,
Your sorrow is in many dealings, I will be your friend, my people,
Only the people will live, only the people will remain.

1994
The Eagle's Fate
It is ringing in the ears from time to time
Such a narration, such a sermon:
When helpless
An eagle hitting 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, yet foolish,
I agree, you gave birth to a child.
When I am old, I am a beggar
You put your hand in theirs.
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,
The night of a slowly fading life.
Unless you have mercy on me, let it fall on my head,
Well, the day of that helpless eagle.

1994
Abdullah Qadiri's Last Lesson
One is Otabek, one is Silver,
May the garden of your love always flourish.
True love does not know,
This is the first lesson of Master Qadiri.
The pain in the writer's heart is many,
But there is one, indelible stain:
Only on the path to freedom,
This is the teacher's last lesson.

1994
* * *
Do not grieve, for the humiliation of the poet,
Or forcing a piece of bread.
Know that the poet actually lives,
Because there is love in the world.

1994
* * *
Enjoying the shade of maple,
It is easy to weave different fairy tales.
You too are worried about tomorrow,
Did you plant a seedling somewhere, Man.

1994
Is it Armon?
I can't run in the tulip hills,
Isn't that a dream for me?
I can't find my childhood,
Isn't that a dream for me?
Flowers in the flower of imagination,
I'm a little grandson,
Now my mother doesn't tell me fairy tales,
Isn't that a dream for me?
On dark nights fires are lit,
When I wrote my first poem, I looked at the star,
Now I'm looking for glasses,
Isn't that a dream for me?
How many were born and died,
If one is an enemy, one is a friend,
Glory be to one,
Isn't that a dream for me?
I was deceived by a fool,
My confidant also showed up,
I gave them to God, but
Isn't that a dream for me?
Thank you, I have friends,
One is probably cowardly, the other is brave,
Did I do them any good?
Isn't that a dream for me?
Although I'm good at politics,
I have given my heart to pleasures,
They blamed me,
Isn't that a dream for me?
Ogohman is from the ancient dialect of love,
From the delicious fruit called love,
Looking back, I returned from Khiva,
Isn't that a dream for me?

1995
to Amudarya
Little did I know who I was,
I knew my love.
But when you see the Amudarya
I realized my greatness.

1995
To the poetess Zulfiya Opamiz
Don't be embarrassed to smoke for years,
Don't apologize from the bottom of your heart.
Let nature itself be ashamed,
Let nature apologize to you.
Hardworking, industrious with this pen,
You are also a translator of our great age.
Sometimes with joy, sometimes with pain,
You also have the right to evaluate.
You have reached a blessed age,
God willing, there will be no end.
If a man conquers hearts,
There is no such thing as a lifetime.
On dark nights the word of fire,
Good luck to anyone who lights a torch.
You call yourself a happy woman,
Happy are the people who have a poet like you.

1995
Son of the poet
You say you don't have more property,
However, without a poet, he is famous in his homeland.
Oh, my son, in this old, little world,
Someone has to live more humbly.
If anyone hears our name,
It's worth saying I'm rich, I'm born.
Maybe your friends understand,
Say I am the son of Abdullah Arif.

1995
May your home be blessed
Mothers, sisters,
Happy wedding.
In Uzbek, always
May your house be full of blessings.
Mothers, sisters,
Sing with joy.
Just thinking of the children's happiness,
Good night.
Mothers, sisters,
Feel the excitement of life.
The homeland is more than a soul,
God bless you.
Mothers, sisters,
Spread my poem with pride.
A friend said last rest,
Put it next to my mother…

1996
Eyewear
I am fifty-five,
My father is five years old.
Let's chiston this amazing situation.
My life is in the dust, in the rock.
My father's fame has reached the sky.
Cradle of Independence, O Father Home,
Charity souls at every step.
You gathered strength in an instant Alpomishsimon,
The blue skies are over.
My tongue is my tongue,
Yuksal, deding me, sayragin, deding.
When I got up, my lord,
You said, "Sharpen your knife when the enemy comes."
You said surt to your eyes, it was forgotten
Blessed are my holy graves.
I became one - tolei laughed,
You took away my heartache.
This is an old jealousy
They'll stare at you too, you know.
To keep you out of trouble
Give me my eyes, if you will.
May freedom be your eternal companion,
In a world where you have a name, you are friendly, hotam.
May every believer be your companion,
O my five-year-old Pahlavon father!

1996
Tafsir
Even if the systems change
Man does not change.
Even if the systems change
Man does not change.
Even in times of ignorance
A saint is a saint.
Even in the time of atonement
A prophet is a prophet.
Probably an epoch
The lion is right.
But don't say a thousand times,
A thief is a thief.
A mosque at every step
With the build, man,
If not honest, no one
Never be a Muslim.
The one who got into a lot
Honesty melts.
But they are in the ranks
The horse was a nomad.
Sometimes loyal
Aside from your friends,
Find a way to your sheep
A snake can enter.
He calls himself a believer
Sometimes good and bad.
Which one is right?
The Lord knows.
Even if the systems change
Man does not change.
Even if the systems change
Man does not change.
That is why the Prophet
The Ummah is worried.
Other than Allah
They said do not worship.

1996
Imagination
Don't worry, brother,
Look at the world like a bird.
Have mercy on a man without thinking,
Don't worry, brother.
If you think about it,
There are a lot of unpleasant things.
Let the gods move like the devil,
If you give in to the urge.
Suddenly if you think about it
Apparently as true as Furkat.
Apparently a thief of the same name
When you think about it, all of a sudden.
If you give in to imagination, open up
A beautiful picture in front of you.
At the same time, the life of a demon
If you give in to imagination, open up.
Maybe your mind is deceived,
That there is religion in the world,
Daydi called a dog nor
Your imagination is deceiving, perhaps.
Your dream will not be in vain, inshallah,
If you only think of science.
If you only think of the garden,
Your imagination will not be in vain, inshallah.

1996
Bragging rights
One day three braggarts came together,
Everyone began to talk about their success.
When did you reach the top?
He shook his head and began to think.
The first said, "If I may say so,"
There is such a thing as luck in the world!
Residents are still unaware of this,
I won a big city in gambling.
The other said, "I have reached Murad."
What a clever mind I got.
I died in broad daylight
The pen fee of a famous poet.
The third said, "I am the winner."
Courage shines in my work.
Which day is covered with a blanket,
I cursed my boss… inside me!

1996
Old Quarter
There is a full table in front of you,
Now you have forgotten.
Maybe you don't remember, where is this time,
That's your old shoe.
A simple shoe tied with a ribbon
Although the example of poverty is melting.
You know, he prefers a thousand lessons to me,
The world is a symbol of wisdom.
One day he escaped from the darkness
You climb the ladder of luck.
But this deposit is from the stairs
Maybe it will make you jealous too.
Then no friend, no friend,
After all, the light is extinguished for them.
Rejoicing until his mouth reaches his ears,
Your shoes will meet you.

1996
Two Rats
Rats, rat work mold,
Talashardi took out of the nest.
I used to say from this oil of the hill,
I was from that hill, someone said.
Both of them never left,
One day the hunter tore his skin.
What I say is not wisdom, not parables,
Not everyone likes honey.
The obvious is this: do not divide your land,
So that your skin does not peel off.

1996
International Conference
Here are some of the times,
Politicians gather here.
African Abyssinian, Balkan Bulgarian,
Orisu Rumo Chin - that's all.
One is a Muslim and the other is an idolater.
One is a Christian and the other is a pagan.
One is dark, the other is hot,
One is like me - narrowed eyes.
The sumbat of one wrapped in sari,
Tustovuq feather on someone's head.
If different languages ​​start in this market,
It is difficult to be different from God
No money, no beauty,
Every country has its say here.
Speakers begin their sermons,
He erases the magnificent utterances.
When someone is hot,
Sipqoraman says the oceans as well.
They argue day and night,
They think about the fate of the world.
The neighbor Finn asks slowly, flirting:
Sir, who are you voting for?
I yawn and breastfeed:
I will vote for Uzbekistan!

1996
Correspondents
The man flew into the sky,
Power over the ocean.
It's time to fight to the end.
The crazy world,
Correspondents came to the podium that day.
Dear colleagues,
This is a strange people,
A man who does not know the value of his life.
Somewhere in the middle of nowhere,
Hungry, walking, that's all.
The balls are humming,
Fire burns.
High towers also fall one by one.
The whole country is on fire,
He is alive, bulletproof, and a giant.
Though seemingly meek and strange,
But every word is dangerous.
He drove everyone out of the city,
Alone in the empty streets.
The only weapons are paper and pencil,
Thoughts are neither today nor tomorrow.
Even at the last moment on the path of truth
They remember the newspaper.

1996
Nostalgia
He did not travel to distant places,
He told me not to spill my tears.
He said: If I don't see you one day
I will miss my children.
Bedavo was afflicted with an affliction,
He said: I must not stand back now.
Humiliation, even if it gets stuck in the throat,
He endured the bar, was calm and sharp.
Towards nothingness even at the time of departure,
He bravely accepted the fate.
He only said: - It is a difficult wish
My children will miss me now…

1996
Bon Voyage
To my friend Maral
The quiet song of the birds,
All the flowers withered in my garden.
Are these the days of exile,
God, give me a white way when I leave.
Fog, smoke,
The darkness that covers Tegram is whole.
One day this trade that will destroy me,
God, give me a white way when I leave.
No one listened to my grief,
No one could understand my soul.
I have nothing left to do,
God, give me a white way when I leave.
My paper is darker than my heart,
Today I broke up with a friend.
My only wish is you - Biru Bordan,
God, give me a white way when I leave.
Take me to heaven,
When you're done, bend over.
Destruction is not with you,
God, give me a white way when I leave.
It was evening. The moon is fading,
The feast of the stars is about to begin.
Give me a place to live,
God, give me a white way when I leave.

1996
Conversation
When a man meets a man
The best tool in the world is conversation.
If you talk to someone, however
Gossip gets mixed up.
I beg you, my friend,
Let's ask Diydor for the spoils
Well, that's a lie, anyway
Let’s just talk about kindness.

1996
Don't laugh…
Do not laugh at a hungry man,
Lack of work.
Respect ugly girls,
They will be beautiful.
The one who eats someone's right
Do not try to send it to the table.
Seeing the truth and telling a lie
Do not try to fill the cup.

1996
Whites And Blacks
Now is not the time for color separation,
Any sign hurts the heart.
And but each other every moment, every breath
The rust on the armpits is black.
Mankind is deceived, deceived,
You don't, they always pick someone.
When the whites are squealing, from the cow
Suddenly they jumped and turned black.
Brother, ask what you saw,
So, there are ghosts in your poem.
Rather than whites eating each other,
It is better to have those blacks.

1996
"Jamaica"
Once upon a time there was a boy named Robertina
"Jamaica, Jamaica," he sang.
Reaching the bottom of my heart, this moan,
Everyone thought of distant Jamaica.
Have you seen that flower land,
If you can, tie three wings.
After all, I was in Geneva
I am facing the same Jamaica.
Spread the dough, stand idol,
The moon is shrouded in darkness.
Even in the fairy tales in "A Thousand and One Nights."
Such a beauty has not been described.
Whose forehead adorns this dumb,
To whom the gift is a white smile.
Jamaica is beautiful, oh, incomparably beautiful,
Take a deep breath, comb it
Look at your beauty, my heart is sad,
Let me remember my distant youth.
“Jamaica, Jamaica,” he said from behind you
Let me sing that mysterious song.

1996
Ethiopian Girl
I can't get away from an Ethiopian girl,
Very similar to you.
I didn't know which one of you at that time
Heavenly painter as long as he has a copy.
Your project is equally popular,
It was during this inspiration that he created.
A copy of that Abyssinian, however
He may have stayed longer in Humdon.

1996
Protection
Sometimes my heart is crushed by fantasy,
Suspicions and doubts.
When the time comes and he finds life,
Are my bytes empty?
After all, a neglected house will be destroyed,
One day a flower without a gardener will wither.
Centuries-old buildings are rarely destroyed,
If someone does not protect him.
The color changes a thousand times in an instant,
It's hard to find a stable picture.
Today salom bersa agar nabirang,
Better yet, take a hundred years.

1996
Last resort
Rock like a rock in the way of people,
Avoid going to bed early or late.
Have a chance - know your status
Take a seat at the station, for example.
If someone doesn't read your poem,
Don't blame me, it's really weird.
It is better to close the shop immediately,
Turn your mind to something else.
Save me from another tragedy, but
Let no one encounter him all at once.
Never let your country be deprived of you,
Don't turn your face away from you, Motherland.
Then, even if you break it, the world will scream
No one will be surprised, no one will be left lol
If you can find a gas rope,
Feel free to hang out now.

1996
O'git
Thieves spend the night on the road,
But uh you cry, you moan inside.
You say, son, be braver too,
However, do not listen to your rebuke.
He says: - Is there ever honesty in the world,
They blocked my way, day and night.
My child, you are as pure as dew for now,
You are the same angel.
Why? You look around in amazement
This is the first time you have encountered such a disaster.
Listen carefully to me,
My son, do not believe in a flawless world.
Knowing the innocence of the encounter,
Never open a deal, don't be a comrade.
People meet, one eye laughs,
Tears ready in the second eye.
People meet, eat your food,
Your table is cluttered.
As far as the ant is concerned,
The ant does not see your soul.
There are people and the moon in the sky
He only knows that it is his property.
Your joy is their sorrow,
Your particle of happiness is a disaster to them.
Then call to prayer
Didn't I notice that.
The word trust suddenly disappeared.
Adolescence is the beginning of your life.
My son, humanity is precious though
Stand under your pillow.
Let the world teach you every step of the way,
Never look at the mudramai.
There are many problems in the way of goodness,
Here's how to get rid of it:
If you meet a person, be a person, but
When you meet an animal, be an animal.

1996
To Bashmanbulak
Boshmanbulak, Boshmanbulak,
I have an eye for you, spring.
I drank a sip of your water,
Now I am eternally young, spring.

1996
My Place Behind Oman
A poem written on the occasion of the opening of the new building of the Embassy of Uzbekistan in Washington
The wide world was a step for me,
The world window opened for me too.
This is the day of taffeta in faraway America.
A piece of fire of the Uzbek sun.
The narrow sky opened for me,
I walked to the top of the hill.
The Uzbek falcon is free and beautiful,
Kurdi settled here as well.
Why not be happy, not tear my heart,
There is also a place behind Oman.
No matter where in the world you go,
Take refuge, my Uzbekistan!
Washington, DC, June 1996, 25

Inseparable
Oh right !. - said the caravan to the destination,
It is inseparable from the beginning of the road.
A thousand wishes for lovers,
One harmony is inseparable from the lover.
The head of a man who does not see what,
It is not in vain that they say, "He is the stone of the river."
The wise, even if they reach a certain age,
It is inseparable from the tumor given by Piri.
When did he become famous, after all, a lone horse,
If the child is wise, it is a wing to the father.
If he meets a young man, Life or Death,
He is inseparable from his friends.
It is said that a blind person has a bright dream.
It's nice to be free.
A bird that flies when it snows in a cage,
Inseparable from the humor of freedom.
No chorus, who remembered the ancestor,
The souls of the saints of the past rejoiced.
Generations have cried out for their destiny,
Inseparable from the ancestral tomb.
As everyone knows, click,
A man who is pure in his wealth will make a fool of himself.
A brave man is many, even a few,
It is inseparable from the food market.
The whole country is happy with its leader
A tree planted that will never be lost.
Let every man have his own crown,
An honorable hand is inseparable.
On the one hand, I am Turkmen, Kyrgyz, Kazakh
My Karakalpak on the island,
My Uzbek, my Tajik is my eye
It does not leave the line when it is jammed.
From the snow of the mountains,
Ayrilgay behimmat bay da boridan,
A friend who leaves unfaithful,
The poet is inseparable from the people.
I picked up a pen one day,
Makhtumkuli is a fascinating poem.
If there are melodies, Abdullah will say it,
It will not be lost for a lifetime.

1996
* * *
Dude, just use the word truth,
If it flies, divide the sky.
Show Your Power Against Evil,
Always be the guardian of goodness.

1996
maslahat
On the street named Eshmat
There is a shop called Toshmat.
Serves there
A shopkeeper named Nurmat.
Buy from him you
A chewing gum called Furqat.
Remember, it's called Pirmat
Feeding on the street as well.
Of the bathroom there
Engrave the name of Kulmat.
Opportunity without missing
Put your name down.

1997
Regret
Don't tell me legends, brother,
I'm so tired of writing lies.
For forty years I have lifted Man to heaven
Believing me, my lord, I lost my way.
Who do you ask,
I am one of those imperfect people.
The servant created by God is poor
Others say heaven, me, earth.
Maybe in a constellation of the universe,
There is a suitable place for the needy like us
But it is very difficult to reach,
Leaving it is not easy.
Nachora, Carrying Man to Heaven,
I didn’t know how to live like that.
I could not do evil, brother,
I couldn’t hurt anyone.

1997
Fazogir Salijon
New York. The American spacecraft Indevor successfully took off from the Mise Canaveral cosmodrome in Florida. The crew of the ship includes Salijon Sharipov, an ethnic Uzbek born in Kyrgyzstan. (From UzA news)
An Uzbek is flying in the sky,
Astronaut Solijon, that's the point.
The stars are staring at the vassal
True grandson of Mirzo Ulugbek.
Another decoration for our Turkish world,
Solijon went to see the straw.
My grandfather is in the place of the stars
He went to inquire about their condition.

1998, January
Toychak
On the shores of Lake Geneva,
The statue of the wedding shines every time
From the foothills of the Dormon Gardens,
How did you get here, mare
When I say rest, you are still young.
Even your nerves that aren’t tired yet.
Aren't Tashkent meadows pearls,
What do you have in Geneva, my friend ?!
"That's the lake," said the mare
Didn't you fit in there too?
Be aware of your brother's condition,
Sent my yang here…

1998
Jahangashta
One day they asked the world:

"Tell me, will I give you a heart?"
Or do you have a place to stay, homeland,
Do you want to get out of bed?
He said: I can't stand it,
I am originally fit for love.
Just go away from time to time
I look at the country with satisfaction

1998
Devoted
Scattered gold and pearls
In the depths of the mountains or in the sandy stream.
Unless anyone is volunteering to come up with a pretty template?
Tell me, what is the benefit of that hidden wealth.
Bedov rides a horse in the desert,
The intensity, the intensity, as far as the sky.
Unless you're a rider
Please tell, whats the story of them big puppys .....
Solve the age-old puzzle,
It is doubtful that a ship without a stern would have sailed.
Someone is having a good night's sleep.
That is why the Motherland is peaceful and the people are safe.
Selfless People: Maybe a Guide,
Maybe it’s the simple one - it’s everywhere.
They always forget themselves,
Because his supporter is God.
Be there, a life dedicated to goodness,
Thanks to your hard work, you have reached your goal.
You are a king, a citizen - for life
You are involved in eternity.

1998, January
Pride
Poem read at the session of the Kashkadarya Regional Council of People's Deputies
Someone brags about the art,
Someone with an interest in science.
Someone brags about his poetry, someone
Proud wealth of the world, with the state.
If someone lifts the forests to the sky,
Someone twists with chess.
They are all human,
They will come one by one, respectively.
To a family with a statue in Tashkent,
Glory to the orphan of mercy.
All Kesh should be proud of - Temur
He conquered the world with his wealth.
Let the world shine on the head of the Uzbek,
He found his sustenance through hard work.
It is based on great ancestors
He set an example for us with his hard work.
We look at the helpless like us,
Someone has become a celestial being.
The people of Kashkadarya are always proud
With the grace that Islam has created.

1998, June
Report
Various events that occur in life,
Maybe one is good and the other is bad.
But there are reports for everyone,
Where did it happen? With whom? When?
How many great people have passed away,
The crows built a nest in the gardens.
In this century, in this country,
The era of aliens has passed.
I don't think so today
Anyway, I'm not dead by hand.
Battol century is over without finding yet
I am a free Uzbekistan!
Honorable compliment of destiny
The good news is coming from the village, from the village.
See the Independence Award
We got it from the First President!

1998
Don't fall
When it snows in the distant mountains,
Don't let it fall on your gardens
Let's break up, let's go down, let's go down
But never let it get heavy.
I slowly watched the world in a hurry,
How much is the life of a human being.
The moment your hand reaches the soup,
Don't let a sink suddenly fall on your head.
What good is a word if it doesn't listen?
A secret heart to everyone
If there is a loyal friend,
Don't let the wall fall.
In a different world,
Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose.
Konikkay is a man in life,
But the grief is over and over again
God is on the hill,
Except the land of honor and dignity.
Singing the motherland is your motto.
Let no other decision be made on the deal.

1998
Statement of the Uzbek Boy
That's right, I'm a palace, not a hut,
There are many rich people, I am the richest among them.
I have countless possessions, I have sheep,
I have houses full of cities and villages.
I have grains, you don't know the name.
You can't count my grain.
There are green spruces in my mountains,
The property of the fireplace is all erur.
I also make planes in my yard,
I have a lot of fire and I live in a royal house.
Both guzars and markets are mine,
The graves where you will lie are also mine.
Sahibkiran Temur melts my grandfather,
My uncle Bobur and my grandmother Mohlaroyim are melting.
My vultures snort at my neck,
Oranges winter in Zaamin.
Taxpayers and tax collectors, know,
Listen to what I have to say.
There is no limit to my wealth, yes, indeed,
You know that better than I do.
After all, I would have cleared it all,
If he was born, I would go.
I have an heir, my eyes are black and white,
He is a child of this land, a child of the land
Inshallah, I will be satisfied with it
My heir's name is Kelajak

1998
One look…
At first glance, I was heartbroken by a friend,
At first glance, no one seems to be around me.
At first glance, my backyard kids,
At first glance, they are my broken tulips.
At first glance, I am happy in this world,
At first glance, the whole world seems to me.
At first glance, I seem to have reached my goal,
At first glance, it was as if my eyes were open.
At first glance, I was running for glory,
At first glance, I was just born.

August 1998
The Word of Zoroaster
In the golden soil of ancient Khorezm,
In the free embrace of ancient Bukhara,
I am a living Zoroastrian, a wise man
I live forever with my immortal idea.
Good and bad account,
And I'm done .Avesto. a book called
I hit the record on the ground,
I saw the status of goodness high.
That was my belief: the crown, the state
But the country will prosper.
In the ancient soil three thousand years ago
Old Bukhara and Khorezm are on the side.
Fortresses were built, castles grew,
They blocked the way of evil.
If Hormuzd wins, Ahraman will be defeated
Evil is gone, and good is gone.
Let it be a monument to the ancient kingdom,
This is what I left you .Avesto ..

1998
At the Louvre Museum (from Memories of France)
The Louvre is quiet in the heart of the museum
A series of millennial items.
The throne of kings is magnificent, bright,
There is also a pottery of gados.
I looked and thought at the Louvre,
Can I see the whole history?
When the time came, in an Uzbek museum,
Am I standing on broken pottery ?!

1998
Poet's Heart
What a blessed work in the country,
The poet's heart is full of passion.
The plane tree was planted, a child was born,
First, enjoy the poet's heart.
The reason is obvious, of course
We were born in this Motherland, in this country.
Every corner of it is the world to me,
The rocky roads are also smooth for me.
A good news from my hand,
My congratulations are inevitable.
Suddenly someone throws a stone at the wave,
The blow sinks to the bottom of my heart.
Elim, I watched your step every time,
Sometimes I watched thoughtfully, sometimes with joy.
If you are a river, I am your river
If you eat a lat, I'll hurt your finger.
I have a mark of virtue,
It's a spark from your flame, believe me!
Your reward is with my eyebrows,
Only my sins are mine.

1998
Say Thanks
If you don't have a round head, you lose
You walk away with two feet.
God bless my undead slave,
Maybe you will reach the age of Jambul.
A program like a cauldron on a bald head,
Shave the example of the saint separately.
Nabira, abira tegrangda row,
Put it in a box, put it in the dark.
Absolutely unaware of your past life,
Correspondents write that Piri is rich.
Unless you reach such a pass,
Praise be to Allaah.

1998
Father's Prayer
My son, I do not ask you for wealth,
Don't build a house, either, it's a sign.
Let there be light in my eyes,
If you walk beside me, you will be safe.
Well, don't lift me when you sail,
It's a shame if it doesn't have a shield.
One day when I touched my head on the pillow,
If you stay on top of me, you will be healthy.

1998
Flying Birds
Flying birds flew,
I have feathers in my hands.
Youth is gone, so is life
The condition was gone and the party remained.
So, love today
He left and left his horse.
Let him kiss me on the lips
There is no taste left…

1998
* * *
Don't try, boy, don't try though
You can't pierce your back like I do.
Though you rejoice and laugh like me,
But you can't cry like me.

1998
* * *
Today I left my notebook again,
Maybe someone was lazy
In fact, I tell you everything I say,
Bulbul said.

1998
* * *
They say, "Which country melts with lightning?"
More than a great master.
They replied, "This light will never go out."
He was first from Kashkadarya.
They said:. Which hand is always awake,
They enjoy the work, the beautiful world.
They replied. Shoir, ulama,
The artists are from Kashkadarya.
They said:. The great leader of the world,
From what source did the flight take place?
They replied. Sun of Hurricane,
The shield was originally from Kashkadarya.
First of all, first of all from Kashkadarya!

1999
Awakening
I would say: With the glory of independence
It's time to make a living.
At that time, a year passed in my lap
Someone set fire to my door.
I would say: Free time has finally come,
The head was free from the noise of the century.
At that moment, he became agitated
The head of state tried to throw a stone at his chest.
I would say: raids, savagery, beatings
They stayed overnight in Mazi.
At that moment, he suddenly came to life
There was blood on the streets of Tashkent.
Suddenly it became clear that the enemies were many,
Until we get to Bisyar.
Now be alert, be vigilant,
Even to our baby in the crib.
Istiqlol, let's go, Istiqlol!
It's so hard, congratulations.
Believe me, if you encounter a savage killer,
Let him do it here and there.
And I, Istiqlal, holding your flame,
I will be fixed in your text lines.
Remembering the names of past martyrs,
I sit awake next to the head of state.

Uzbek Mother
You are great, you are great,
You are the bridegroom, you are the bridegroom,
You are the sweetest thing in the world,
It's time to dump her and move on.
O Uzbek mother, Uzbek mother.
I praise you as Tomaris,
You are the watchman who shook the cradle of Timur,
You are my grandmother, rare,
It's time to dump her and move on.
O Uzbek mother, Uzbek mother.
It is not in vain that the Motherland is called the Mother,
When the mother commands, she does not turn back,
You are the Ka'bah, the Holy House,
It's time to dump her and move on.
O Uzbek mother, Uzbek mother.
What didn't happen to you?
Your destiny is like a homeland,
Although Babur is a king, he is poor,
It's time to dump her and move on.
O Uzbek mother, Uzbek mother.
The future mare is at your wedding,
Paradise is definitely under your feet,
The homeland is where you are,
It's time to say goodbye
O Uzbek mother, Uzbek mother.
I bow to you this time
The most royal byte for you,
Say your prayers to the Head of State,
It's time to say goodbye
O Uzbek mother, Uzbek mother.

March 1999, 6
Tush
If the world changes with a dream,
When dreams turn into times,
Those who have bad dreams will never be happy,
It would have been destroyed already.
Let everyone have good dreams, however
This is not the end of the world.
Those who have good dreams have no worries,
Probably lived happily ever after.

1999
High Blessing
Pir Hoja was suddenly in trouble,
Holi tang, the color also turned yellow.
There was no medicine left,
There was no desire to eat.
He lost hope in the world,
He decided to form a council of the Hereafter.
So, when the scale is full,
A slave working at the front door.
The slave was involved in medicine,
He was lucky at that moment.
Is it from a slave, or from the Creator,
The Lord was healed, by God:
Oh, slave, you are the cure for my pain,
There is no price for your service.
Gold and silver from your hair,
Get the biggest share from my treasure.
If you wish, I will give you half of my property,
Or I will see my servant happy.
The servant said, "Now I am at your service."
Thank you for your generosity.
Even the diet has a price, Hoja
Bebaho is different, my lord
Hoja thought: - What is it?
What kind of blessing is that? What kind of pearl?
Tell me your wish, I'll do it right now
After all, my eyes are open because of you.
The slave said: - There is a blessing - priceless
Let the wealth and the world be faithful to him.
The heavens are useless to him,
The angels are useless to him.
To him, paradise is a cage
It feels so familiar, an incomparable blessing.
"What's his name," said Hoja
Hoja wanted to know the secret.
The slave said, "This blessing is sweeter than life."
The name is Freedom, the name is Freedom!

August 1999
Actor
One day I fell in love with the show
You come back to see different actors.
But you see them only on stage
If you think it exists, you are wrong.
The Chinese actor called it art
He practically sees his day.
There are people who cry with one eye
One eye is smiling.
There are people like that, oh my father,
Instantly changing type, ink.
But then, that second
A leg standing on the mother's chest.
There are such people, as if they are patriots
It is as if every word of the greats of the country.
But if you look closely,
Both eyes at the base of the action.
There are people like that, my people still say
He always speaks to the people.
One hand on his chest, one hand but
Cleans people's wallets.
Who sacrificed his life for art,
Let his honor rise, let him hold the world.
But for those who know life as a game
Let Tolei not laugh, let one pass less.

2000
Disappearance
In memory of the immortal Umarbekov
When a smile appeared on his face,
Your heart garden was full of flowers.
He is as kind to the Throne as you are,
It seems that happy slaves are needed.
To live waiting for death at any moment
It felt worse than him.
They gave you such a heart, O Creator,
You looked into the eyes of death.
Let fire burn under the earth, if
If he sells the good in his heart.
Until the accident,
Happiness is actually something called life.
They say your name is immortal, but
Death has filled your life.
Take a look at this amazing game of the sky:
I promise not to die now your name!
It is a great honor for a human being
If the people agree and remember.
Perhaps this poem of mine is for you
If there is a visit on behalf of your friends.

2000
Divorce
The boy traveled half the world,
He came and asked his father:
"Why couldn't I find a true friend, father?"
Ota is silent.
The world went on again, tireless boy,
He asked his father again:
"Why didn't I find Vafo, father?"
Dad is still silent.
"Why don't you answer my question?"
The boy was moaning and humiliated.
Dad replied, "Oh, that's it:"
"Look for what you have."

2000
I Only…
If I say I lived only for you,
It would be a little boast and a little lie.
Sometimes grief is like a flood,
My soul is visible to my eyes.
If I said I lived without you,
I mean, you have a soul in my body too
Believe me, this is worse than the bar,
It would be a lie, a complete lie.

August 2000
* * *
The architect was disappointed all his life
It turned out to be a beautiful building.
But suddenly a terrible earthquake
He ruined it, he ruined it.
In the same way, we dry up too
A beautiful building called Life.
But the ominous last rest is coming,
The storm of death will destroy it.

August 2000
* * *
The stadium is buzzing,
It's full of people.
There is also a different language, sound.
Embrace them all at once,
It's a little weird to call him a friend.
The stadium is buzzing,
It's full of people.
Only they know the truth.
Cursing them all at once,
It is very strange to say enemy.

August 2000
Glass
I'm standing with a glass in my hand,
So, I have to say my word
I wish you happiness baralla,
But I can't make you happy.
I wish you good health and life,
I can’t donate but them.
I wish you endless inspiration and joy,
Although I can not give these feelings.
I only earn for you,
I will not block your path like a wall.
In a tumultuous world, that's it.
It's a big deal in my opinion.

October 2000
* * *
Listen to this wisdom, my friend,
Maybe you can teach me a lesson.
If the guard's eyebrows are raised,
Not even a foot in heaven.

December 2000, 4
Ruin
There are many thousand-year-old ruins in the world,
A monument to wars, a monument to floods.
The graves are piled high,
In fact, they are also a big ruin.
The wind that blows my body for years,
My heart is pounding.
My child, take notice, fall without holding,
From the ruins of the so-called poet.

December 2000, 4
Uzbekman
This is the threshold of a new century,
I have reached the jubilee of my life.
Thanksgiving on my tongue, a flower on my tongue,
I came to the sarcophagus of history:
- Here, I am Uzbek, hold it in my hand
And a book where all my deeds are written.
That's why I'm here and there,
That is why the sun is in me.
I am Uzbek, inshallah, my faith is whole
My tongue is not short of humanity.
I am equal to someone, superior to someone
Sincerely yours,
I am Uzbek, sometimes I laugh,
Sometimes it's my own disaster.
Although I took the world, I became a warrior,
I can't stand baby crying.
I am Uzbek, no matter how much I suffer,
I was right, I am right.
I've lived, don't bow to enemies,
I am a nation that has achieved its freedom on this day.
Independence, from the forehead of the country,
Tole, don't leave us god.
Here, on the threshold of a new century
I passed. In the name of God, Most Gracious, Most Merciful

2000
Navruz
First he looks into your heart,
Then the word teaches the buds.
Sleep escapes the eyes of the earth,
So, Spring has come,
Navruz is coming.
Looking at the state of winter,
Melting ice in the tears.
An unparalleled beauty that makes you smile,
So, Spring has come,
Navruz is coming.
I am as warm as a mother's heart,
The field-salt spreads in the silk pile.
The rest of the puzzles are full of grief,
So, Spring has come,
Navruz is coming.
Moisture was gone from the hearts again,
The eye is dazzled by the rays again.
It's time to dump her and move on.
So, Spring has come,
Navruz is coming.

2001