A GIRL WHO COULD NOT FIT INTO DESTINY

There once was a beauty, with stars in her eyes,

With dreams in her heart, and sunshine in her smile.

Just as she awaited happiness from life,

Dark autumn clouds crossed her destined path.

In her youth, she was struck by illness,

Ten years of struggle stole the joy of her days.

Each morning, she opened her eyes with hope,

Each night, her tears flowed silently with pain.

Suitors would come, but her illness sent them away,

And the hope of happiness slowly faded within her.

Tell me, O people, what was her fault?

Was a life of suffering her only destiny?

Her mother would spend sleepless nights,

Holding her daughter’s clothes, weeping in silence.

“If only your pain could become mine, my child,”

She prayed to her Lord for healing every day.

She searched for doctors, for a cure to her pain,

Each passing day brought yet another question.

The girl swallowed a thousand sorrows within,

While despair slowly filled her mother’s eyes.

One day, it seemed that healing was finally near,

A little flame of hope began to shine in her eyes.

She, too, fell in love and tasted happiness,

But death arrived and took away her dreams.

Her mother’s cries reached the heavens above,

The word “My child!” pierced deep into her heart.

Embracing the garment her daughter had left behind,

She found a lifetime of longing in that single embrace.

Now, every night, she searches for her daughter’s scent,

Hugging her clothes, she falls asleep in tears.

Whenever someone knocks upon the door,

She rushes to ask, “Has my daughter come home?”

O Lord, grant this mother the strength to be patient,

Let Your mercy fall upon the tears in her eyes.

Reconnect the bonds of love severed by this world,

And reunite them forever in the gardens of Paradise.

She still had so much life left to live,

She had so much happiness to give her mother.

Her dreams were too vast for this world to hold,

Yet they lived forever in a mother’s heart.

I am a citizen of the Republic of Uzbekistan, originally from Bakhmal District, Jizzakh Region. My name is Hulkar Ravshan qizi Abduraufova. I am a first-year student at Gulistan State Pedagogical Institute. There are three children in our family, and I am the middle daughter. Writing poetry is my favourite hobby. I have been passionate about writing poems since my school years.