Longing

Far away, the roads stretch long,

Though no lamp glows, my heart is strong.

A piercing pain within me throng,

I miss your soil, my homeland’s song.

In hand, the hoe on fields so wide,

Restless toil, no pause to bide.

I wait along the street with pride,

I miss my father, homeland’s side.

Warm bread held tightly in my hand,

My suffering, my silent stand.

Awaited my return, close at hand,

I miss my mother, homeland’s land.

Sweet words that charm and softly bind,

Love engraved deep in heart and mind.

Daily, roads to you I find,

I miss my beloved, homeland kind.

A child who plays with toy in glee,

Sees my face and hugs with spree.

They are the tears within my sea,

I miss my children, homeland, thee.

Village… oven… that warm bread’s scent,

Every living soul with labor spent.

Life for daily bread is gently lent,

I miss my village, homeland’s tent.

Neighbors, kin, all close and dear,

Loved ones who to my heart adhere.

In every feast, may they appear,

I miss them truly, homeland near.

In labor’s work, your thoughts abide,

Before your greatness, I stand wide.

I need you, homeland, as my guide,

I miss your soil, my nation’s pride.

Orzigul Sharobiddinovna Ibragimova was born on January 5, 1990, in Uchko‘prik District, Fergana Region. She is currently a first-year student in Group 25 64 at the Agrarian Joint Faculty, majoring in Zootechnics. She has a special interest in community activities, radio, and motivational speeches. She enjoys working with students, preparing presentations, and participating in creative projects. She is also a member of the Fergana State University Mushoira Club.