Poem from Munisa Azimova

If take a pen in my hand,

if I start writing a poem,

My hand trembles when l draw you.

Grandfather Navoi,

the Sultan of the Ghazal estate,

the Gardener of Poetry,

the glory of the whole world.

You left us a legacy, epics of Khamsa

We learn by reading,

We will be like Navoi.

Azimova Munisa, a pupil of the 7th class of the 20th school of Bukhara City. More about historical Uzbek poet and linguist Alisher Navoiy.

2 thoughts on “Poem from Munisa Azimova

  1. Good job, sister! Keep moving ahead. I will always support you

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