Poetry from Ilhomova Mokhichehra

Central Asian teen girl leaning right and looking into the camera. Brown eyes, red jacket with a zipper, long dark hair in a ponytail.
Ilhomova Mokhichehra

You are not telling me!

Is your heart broken,
 Why don't you go back?
What now, am I grown
 Up, you don't tell me alla?

Did I suffer at night? 
You don't get up early anymore?
 Did I scratch your insides,
 You're not telling me?

I didn't hold my tongue, 
Are you listening to others?
 Didn't I know your value,
You don't tell me?

I didn't notice how you are,
 But you are asking about my condition? 
Have I not disturbed your heart 
You do not tell me?

Ilhomova Mokhichehra is a 7th grade student of general secondary school No. 9, Zarafshan city, Navoi region.

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