Daddy, I miss you, I miss you
He fills the fireplace without stopping because of his family.
I can’t stop being a child, I don’t know.
My dear father, my heaven is mine.
Daddy, I miss you, I miss you.
My mother burned her hands when she baked bread.
We were arguing by the side of the oven.
We all walked together, feeling his love.
Daddy, I miss you, I miss you.
His hands are full of hard work.
White in his restless hair.
I look at the picture and miss every moment.
Daddy, I miss you, I miss you
Fatherland
Fatherland has, you have
Hey folk, hey life.
Without it, you are dead
Hey humankind.
There are your parents also
Is that true babe?
Homeland is here, mother is here
In addition your father.
Hence, you appear!
Makhmasalayeva Jasmina Makhmashukurovna was born on August 24,2008 in the Mubarek district of the Kashkadarya region of the Republic of Uzbekistan. Now she is studying at 28th school in Mubarek. She is creative, knowledgeable and faithful by nature. Until now she participated in several international competitions and anthologies. Holder of Multilevel B2 which is National English Language Testing System .She has many achievements. This is like a drop from the sea…
I'm leaving... I'm leaving... The end of my path is not in sight A beautiful end of life. Cheats discover lies Let there be evil in the heart. I'm leaving... It's supposed to be in the grand corridor They put a shoe on my leg. When I look back, my past Sins will remain. I'm leaving... Stopping is a stranger to me, And or no one is a friend. Pains, sufferings please, Leave it alone, leave it alone, that's it. I'm leaving... It's like in a grand corridor... Anvarova Nilufar, a student of the 7th grade of the creative school named after Erkin Vahidov, Margilan city.
WE EXIST IN LIFE
Let the blood in our bodies be green,
Let this space turn green.
If I merge into the roots,
No bird can be without a place.
If I become the eyes of the springs,
I would flow clear and healing.
I would take the pain of the sick,
I would bring joy to the heart.
Then I would grow as a plant,
Evil would not spill ink.
Good feelings would surround the world,
Knowing, it would not sin.
If I become the most precious ore,
I would pour out for them to pick up.
The one who eliminates the feeling of hunger,
I would awaken the feeling of gratitude by melting.
If I fly like a bird with wings,
I would lead towards dreams.
Striving is the foundation of faith,
I would throw away sorrow in my flight.
The sea would be full of waves,
If I become a snowy mountain.
I would roll all the noises,
If I become a river in the streams.
If I become a word, I would ring,
The song of peace, every breath.
The world would be wide without wars,
The desire born to want happiness.
Everyone has feelings, embodied,
We exist in the name of human.
If everyone follows goodness,
We are pure beings like springs.
Let the blood in our bodies be green,
Let this space turn green.
O’tkir Mulikboyev is a teacher at School No. 75, Qoshrabot District, Samarkand Region, Uzbekistan.
A plea Beloved like my mother God gave you to me I live as your child I give my life to you, my country. Let me lean on you, my wing I will say it will not pass I am sorry for the ingratitude I give my life to you, my country Don't be offended by me If you are sad, I will be the one Do not be humiliated in the hands of Yav My life is devoted to you, my country My sister, brother, don't shed tears I will never leave you May the sun not leave your head My life is devoted to you, my country. Running to your service Be the only one for you Pulling out my heart Homeland, I give my life to you. I will finish it before I die Yozai senchun epic cry My eyes are a charm for you My life is devoted to you, my country. The throne of other countries is not needed It's okay if I'm in your arms A heart that does not love you is heartless My life is devoted to you, my country. Member of the "Yosh kalamkashlar" club of the Barkamol Avlod children's school, Kogon district, Bukhara region, 9th grade student of the 17th school in the district, "I bow to those who know you", regional stage 1_place winner.
The light of my eyes.
When an insect gets in my eye,
I said I will lift the world on my head.
Ojiza, the blind man now,
I felt how you live.
I don’t care for anyone like this,
I can’t see anything anymore.
Such difficult days at the beginning,
I won’t open my mouth to let him go.
Oh my God, because I have the light of my eyes,
I will thank you.
For keeping me healthy
I will say thank you a thousand times.
Ilhomova Mohichehra, 8th grade student of school No. 9, Zarafshan city, Navoi region.
(Photo of a Central Asian teen girl in a white blouse and black coat with dark hair up in a bun).
My dear teacher who made us dear!!!
This day is in the bosom of a clear sky,
Navo sounds very long,
Thank you my kind teacher,
For giving us your knowledge.
This world is short, dear teacher,
You teach the necessary subjects,
I am great today because of you
Browsing books, the world of knowledge.
You know me, hold my hand
If I don’t come, you will wait for my way anyway
Sacrificed everything for me
Like my mother, the world has swallowed sorrows.
My dear teacher is as great as my father,
I love you
My teacher Madina is my best teacher,
My blossoming spring, you sweet summer.
I can’t live without you
One day I will definitely be like you
People all over the world are envious,
I will send you flowers
You will always be in my heart,
I learn a lot from you,
My body lives with you
My heart flutters every time I see you.
Sobirjonova Rayhona, a 10th-grade student of the 8th general secondary school in Vobkent district, Bukhara region. She was born in December 2008 in the village of Chorikalon, Vobkent district, in a family of intellectuals. Her parents supported her from a young age. She started writing in the 3rd grade. Her first creative poem was published in the newspaper “Vobkent Hayot”. She has also published extensively in Synchronized Chaos, India’s Namaste India Magazine, Gulkhan Magazine, Germany’s RavenCage Magazine and many other magazines and newspapers. She has actively participated in many competitions, won high ranks and many prizes. She is still busy creating.