Poetry from O’roqboyeva O’roloy G’ulomovna

Please, don't cry, Mama

Please, don't cry, don't shed a tear, my dear Mama,
Through thick and thin, you're my guiding star.
When pain consumes me, don't grieve, my anchor,
Let heavens weep, but you, Mama, never.

Don't you worry about worldly strife,
Or whispers of gossiping, meaningless life.
"My only child, alone I strive," please don't say,
Just you, Mama, don't cry, brighten my day.

Feeling the sting of those close, I confess,
Sometimes I grow weary, life seems a mess.
My heart feels crushed, with each painful press,
But please, Mama, don't cry, your tears I suppress.

At times I can't be by your side so near,
Hiding my sorrows, a smile I force, it's clear.
Even a single teardrop, I can't bear,
So please, Mama, don't cry, my love I share.

You're the sun that lights my life's every stage,
My only support, my solace and gauge.
In you, my hope for tomorrow's page,
So please, Mama, don't cry, your love, my cage.


O'roqboyeva O'roloy G'ulomovna was born on September 10, 2005, in the Okoltin district of the Syrdarya region. She is currently a second-year student in the Faculty of Natural Sciences, majoring in Biology, at Guliston State University.  At the same time, she is a young member of the Uzbekistan Liberal Democratic Party (XDP).

O'roloy has pursued knowledge in various fields, including education, personal development, politics, and finance. She is currently mastering English and Turkish.

One thought on “Poetry from O’roqboyeva O’roloy G’ulomovna

  1. Nice words O’roqboyeva. Lovely¡ The mother’s Love is the greatest in the World.

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