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the birds drink 
the flow of silence
autumn creeps with rain

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corner of the mouth mocks crying
bird leaves fly out the window

the smoke of silence rises
buried in the cemetery tears mixed with memories

***
no one talks with torn faces

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open bellies conceal simple truths

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fog from which the limbs 
of people or monsters grow

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fish die in the sugar 
of water happiness

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Religion is a hobby club for those who have never died
 

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The secret of the soul
Secretion of guilt
Who will kiss my neck and turn me into a vampire?
 
The dream of a soldier who will turn a gun into a sex shop toy
 
Who will kiss me?
Nobody


***
Mosquitoes fly to the scent of blood
So are military pilots
 

***
There are as many explosions as there are stars in the sky
Every night to underground storage and bunkers
An alarm siren sounds
 
Life is wonderful as if it started from an egg and not from a dead chicken


***

The grass we grew up in
The ant seeks protection from 
Тhe summer heat


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man brings bundles of hay home
mother cooks dinner
father lights a fireplace
the dog sleeps and sees the son


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strange sky falls on your head
solar stroke


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the crunch of leaves underfoot reminds of Jesus


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stove warms the house
dragonflies under fire freeze
dragons do not fly in order to warm insects with fire

Reflections

Silvery opulence 
amidst
Snow clad hours 
My forever blue 
Anatomy of love
A golden rose 
Bow tied piano scape
Scary as love
Around wintry snowflakes
He embalms my soul
Autumnal palsy
His goodness gracious
Poignant peak 
I couldn't summon my notes 
Momentum reflections
Necessary
To be written down
For me
When Autumn comes
I will gather 
My snowing pal
And
I will ride these
Paper towns
With my oceanic wetness. 

               Book crazy

      Bonu is seven years old. She learned to read when she was five and she is fond of books. Bonu always dreams about opening a book shop and having a lot of books in the future.
    When Bonu went to the library with me she was very happy. Every book in the bookcase attracted her. Bonu  gazed at the librarian a few times. A librarian had been servicing the booklovers politely. I chose some books and I brought them to the librarian. I said to the librarian:
    - Hello!
    -Hi! Welcome!
   - Could I borrow these books for reading?
   - Of course. Could you tell me your full name, please.
   - Yes...
Bonu was looking at us with surprise during our conversation. 
    After I had borrowed books Bonu and I walked outside. Suddenly, Bonu said me:
     - Why you did not pay for the books?
    - Which books? - said I.
    - The books that you got from this book shop.
I realized the cause of Bonu's astonishment. Bonu thought the library was like a book shop. I explained to Bonu:
    - My little booklover sister, it's not a bookshop. This place is the library. The library has some rules: if you are member of the library, you can borrow the books you want in your free time. For borrowing books in the library you don't pay any money. Understand? 
    - Yes, of course! It's very nice! Can I be a member of the library?
    - Yes, certainly...
I helped Bonu become a member of the library.
      When Bonu disappears, we look for her in the library.  Bonu  will open a library in the future. She is really 'book crazy'!

Puzzle

I miss someone. I want to do something. Maybe I want to live another life. Maybe I want to be in another era. I must be going to a beautiful country. Maybe I want to work in the field I like. I imagine that I will have a husband, children and a happy life like in the brochure. Maybe I want to see some of the celebrities I want to see. However, I am unable to do any of these things now. I feel so weak and helpless that I cannot describe it in words. I can't even understand who the person I miss is. Maybe my heart understands and my mind is denying. Maybe I'm caught between two rocks. I do not know... Sometimes I like it and sometimes it breaks my heart that my life is full of such puzzles. For some reason, I only write this line when I'm in a pinch. I don't know if it's because people don't get inspired when they're happy, or because when they're happy, they forgot the pain of other times. I didn't even know if it was just me. But the best things is to believe that everything will be fine. As we believed it would be good two years ago and three years ago...

 
Indescribable pain

Sometimes a person doesn't understand himself. For example, this happens to me a lot. You want to pour out your heart to someone, but you can't find the words to say, only the right words. But you're full of pain, pain... You think how to get rid of it, but you can't find a way. You want to cry, it's hard in your throat something is stuck. Wait for tears to flow from your eyes. But unfortunately, you will not shed tears. You will suffer a lot. Right now you are looking for a close friend - a confidant. Unfortunately, everyone is busy with their own pain; and they take your words superficially. They even forget after a few minutes. Because when someone tells you about the pain of a date, your heart won't break. Unfortunately, in a few minutes, you will forget the pain that overturned his whole world. Of course, pain and feelings are not interesting and important to anyone. You realize that you don't understand and put your head on the pillow with pain. Your soft pillow seems to harden with the pain. You get up and open your phone. You try not to get distracted. Unfortunately, none of this helps...
Basically, these pains accumulate during the day and give you excruciating pain in the evening. Sometimes these pains accumulate for years. At worst, I don't feel or understand what is causing this pain. Your conscience, your heart knows, but the date cannot be expressed in words.
But don't be afraid! It doesn't hurt every day. Some are every two days, some are once a week, some are once a month, and some are even once a year. That's when you fall asleep. When you wake up in the morning, you will find that everything is fine and everything is better...

Laylo Bakhtiyorova was born on 11.10.2000 in the Kashkadarya region of Uzbekistan. Currently, she is a graduate student of Tashkent State Pedagogical University. Currently, she is a member of the organizations of Argentina, Russia, and India. She has been helping many young people to enter the international arena.

Sometimes when we are in trouble, when our pain is crushing our heart, we want to feel relieved by telling someone about it.

Because a human being is born with feelings of anxiety, fear, and sadness in his heart. But we do not think that the people who are listening to us have bigger problems than yours, that is, your speech is almost not interesting to them.

Most of them don’t want to hear you, but most of them are happy that you are a pain. It’s a bitter truth.

Let’s not tell our pain to those who suffer like us, but to Allah, the Healer of all hearts. After all, He sent these pains so that my servant would come closer to me, so that he could be relieved by telling me his pain, so what are we going to do by knocking on the wrong doors?

As long as we say yes, it is not necessary to stand in queues for the reception of our Doctor, if we raise our hands together to the sky, He will hear us and answer us…

Life is more precious than we think. The events and events we see affect us in different ways. During our life, we face a lot of obstacles and depressions, we lose our loved ones. As a person grows up, his experience increases. He begins to see the worries of life. Now when I was just two steps into school, I started having dreams, and as the years went by, my dreams grew bigger and bigger instead of coming true. Then I thought, is it possible to make a personʼs dream come true with only good intentions? However, I dreamed, but I did not work accordingly, and I turned 14 in the blink of an eye. Then I realized that the more effort a person makes, the more results they get, and I started to work. I learned to set a goal, not a dream . Of course, my teachers at school were the reason for this, and I became very interested in mathematics, and I worked on planning my future. I think that the opinions of people around us should be unimportant to us, because they are only distractions. We should live only with motivation. We should not ignore things that inspire us. If we are afraid to do it, then we should definitely try it. Of course, inattentiveness does not mean not listening to anyone’s opinions, but realizing whose opinions are important and who cares about us. The more knowledge we gain, the more we will achieve our goals. We must follow the path taught by our teachers and parents, only then will our destination be clear.

Mahammadiyeva Elnura, a student of school 68, Kashkadarya region of the Republic of Uzbekistan. She is interested in table tennis.