Uroz Haydar

UROZ  HAYDAR, poet, was born in Kashkadarya region, published many poetry books. His poems appeared in many anthologies, including in “Tunes of Asia”.

A WHITE SHADOW

Oh, white shadow – a white saddle-horse,
You have spattered as water my thought.
Having cast the crumbs on lake shore
From the stars you spread the tunes a lot.

Wind is giving out smell of song,
Heaven is embracing fancy’s daughter.
From the Milky Way – a brilliant tone
Heart fell down as a fervent patty.

Oh, white shadow – a white saddle-horse,
Night is jingling in your lengthy manes.
To drive dark is old dream, by force,
It wishes darkness never will remain.

Oh, white shadow – a white saddle-horse,
Like a serpent you ask always light.
Setting fire from the distant stars
In a splendid smile you wrap up night.

Oh, white shadow – a white saddle-horse:

INFANT

The pure blossom in the world,
Better than the pearl and dew.
And the sky may take a mould
From his purity anew.

It’s all the same to him, in fact,
Only for enjoyment fit.
A wisdom toothache is neglect,
He has not a word to cheat.

Translated by Azam Abidov

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