Poetry from Charos Ismoilova

Sunrise

Tell me sun, did you see the night? 

Tell me sun, did you see the dark? 

Every day you rise, giving us light. 

Your warmth makes us bright. 

Your light blinds us, 

Yet we can’t live without you. 

Your light keeps us alive, 

Yet we never truly appreciate you. 

Oh, dear sun, forgive us one more- 

We blind people forget you some time. 

Oh, dear sun, forgive us once more- 

We deaf people can’t hear your love.

-Charos Ismoilova

I am Charos Ismoilova daughter of Ruslan, and was born on January 1st, 2013, in Shafirkan district, Bukhara region. Currently, I am studying at Bukhara Presidential School, 7th grade.

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