Minhojiddin Mirzo

Category: Uzbek modern poetry Published: Sunday, 29 September 2013

MINHOJIDDIN MIRZO, poet, enlightener, he worked for Uzbekistan Writers Association. Currently he is the head of Uzbekistan Board of spirituality and enlightenment. Published several poetry books.

GYMNASTICS OF THE PAST

Get ready! Start!

One, two, three, four!..

Bow down!

Sit down!

Stand up!

Now run about on the spot!

 

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I waited for your coming every moment,

My heart was as a step-cloth on your way.

Feelings gulped back a soul’s torment

And my heart was like fabric to pray.

 

Having looked around with sad voice

My eyes exalted you and made a call.

As the morning blossoms that are pure

My spirit wished your face and took a fall.

 

You didn’t come and as if disappeared,

But heart felt you were with me so close.

When I lost myself in fragrance, joy

I knew that you were guest of heart, my rose.

 

Sometimes you cover dapper lights in me

And stamping splendid name you return home.

Like a song was coming to the world -

Appealing howl of the heart and moan

 

Heart as flower opened in your spring,

Whispering your name the time slips by

I can not be your host any more

To be a guest of you, my dove, I fly.
Translated by Azam Abidov
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