Poetry from Nilufar Anvarova

Village morning

Morning, the spring's canopy shutter,
The heart is ready for the feeling of purity.
Simple people, simple people,
The bag turns the black heart into colors.

I'm satisfied with sincere tunes today,
The sound of the swallow decorates my heart.
Walking in the city streets, I found out that
The value of such stones is like a stone.

By a rightful mistake of fate,
I'm in love with basil today.
That another place is like this,
Majnuntol, you didn't say, why didn't you say.

My magical world with moving walls,
The rooster crows in the early morning.
After all, you are honest, you are wonderful,
The rustling of trees, the dawn of my village!



Nilufar Anvarova, daughter of Ulugbek: born in 2011 in Chimyon town, Fergana district. He initially studied at 31 schools, and since September 2023 he is a student of the 8th grade of the creative school named after Erkin Vahidov in the city of Marģilon. His creative works "Human rights in the eyes of children", "The swallow that chased my imagination", "Sizdek sultan yòq" were published in the newspaper "Tong styziri" and the poems "Ha, men oshà..." and "Uzbek's dish" were published in the newspaper "Yangiyer Tongi". published. In addition, creative samples were published in the prestigious "Raven cage" of Germany and "Kenya times" magazine of Kenya. Currently, he has many certificates, diplomas and international certificates. Our poet is active and known to the world for her creative works in anthologies that collect the creative works of various artists! One of his future goals is to win the "Zulfiya" award!

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