Poetry from Saodat Kurbanova

Central Asian woman with straight short hair, a black coat and brown sweater, posing outside on a concrete path in front of trees and grass.
Saodat Kurbanova

WHEN I WRITE A POEM…

When I write a poem,
all the beauty appears in front of me.
giving life to the lines,
My verses make a riot

When I write a poem, as if my pen
My heart is in a rush.
My lines don’t fit on the paper,
It will busy without finding a way.

When writing a poem, the whole world,
Sing accompaniment with me.
The total human of the earth,
Thoughts of goodness and peace.

When I write a poem, it’s like the world,
It is visible in the palm of my hand.
Mother Earth is the whole existence,
Hold it in a warm heat.

When I write a poem, my proud feelings,
He shouts out of pride.
Feelings dormant in the depths of the heart,
As long as it is full, it will blow.

When writing a poem, it is as if the ocean,
I will sink to the bottom
My world in my mind,
I will fly in the sky.

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Saodat Kurbanova
Uzbekistan 

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One thought on “Poetry from Saodat Kurbanova

  1. saodat,

    yes… the whisperings of poetry… very nice.

    stephen

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