Poetry from Qaraboyeva Zilola

To you… 

I loved you…. 

A spring that bursts from the bosom of winter…

Our love, a symbol of blooming, fragrant flowers! 

I loved you like a sick person, 

My eyes sparkle with love. 

Others do not understand or know my pain, 

You are the medicine for my pain, my beloved… 

I am calm, if you are with me, 

My sick heart finds comfort… 

If you are with me, fear is a stranger, 

Only for you, my dear wish!

Qaraboyeva Zilola Abdumalik daughter was born on September 17, 1995 in the Sergeli district of Tashkent.

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