The World’s Wound

The earth’s chest is pierced, the sky is weeping,
On the grave of peace, the flowers have yellowed.
When will this cruel trial end?
Where has the duty of humanity vanished?

The earth trembles, the sky’s heart is torn,
As if not the sun, but wrath itself is poured.
Look—this horizon isn’t a crimson dusk,
From the veins of the land, blood has gushed.

The lifeless body of a child embraced,
Did you see the tears in a mother’s eyes?
When has the bird of happiness flown from here?
Have you ever asked yourself once?

See, tiny hands frozen,
A shell lies where toys should be.
He didn’t yet know the enemy’s words,
He only knew the mother’s milk.

Look—innocent tears of the little ones,
The soil stained with children’s blood.
These cries did not touch the stones,
Has the light in their hearts gone out?

We spoke of independence, embraced freedom,
Yet the cage of the heart is still the cage of the world.
From which path did we lose our way?
Why is every step a lesson from death?

Peace on your tongue, dagger in your hand—
What kind of hypocritical politics is this?
When will this polluted scene be cleansed?
In the world, the flowers of compassion have withered.

From Your Longing

The sky has cracked from your longing,
Your sigh has reached the gates of heaven.
In the night wounded by noise,
Your voice now searches for me.

The merciless wind blows without pause,
Pouring years of sorrow into my eyes.
Yet a lover stands like you,
Why speak of Majnun at all in this?

Emotions

My gaze lifts to the heavens,
I watch the birds in their bliss.
The spirit of freedom strolls through my heart,
Sharing your pure, innocent being.

Even the trees, and the flowers, hear
My wandering voice like a nightingale’s song.
Without making a sound, within the silence,
I strum my strange, single-stringed tune.

My soul aches, yet the earth endures—
I wipe my tears like pearls at every moment.
How serene is this strange nature,
Gently caressing my face in the soft night breeze.

Marjona Karshiyeva Zoxidjon qizi (born 2010)

Student at the Abdulla Qodiriy Creative School
Poetess
International eco-activist
Holds a B+ in Mother Tongue and Literature
3rd place winner at the 2025 City Stage of the Mother Tongue and Literature Olympiad
1st place winner in the “F” creative category at the “Kamalak Yulduzlari” Children’s Literature Festival, 2022
3rd place winner at the national stage of the “Kamalak Yulduzlari” Children’s Literature Festival, 2023
Her creative works have been published in the book “A Bouquet from the Garden of Creativity”, released among creative schools.