Jakhongir Nomozov is a young Uzbek poet. She was born in 1997. She has been writing poetry and journalism.
The works have been published in Turkmenistan, Nepal,Kenya,India, Algeria, Spanish, Italy, China, Russia, America, Vietnam, Azerbaijan, Turkey and
Published literary sites.
Participant of the traditional Zaamin seminar of young poets.
He is a member of the World Talents International Association.
Winner of the Abay Medal.
Amir Temur International Charitable Foundation is a holder of a commemorative badge.
His poems are included in the books "Lyric Moments", "Song of the Rivers", "5 Opportunities for 5 Initiatives", and "The Glory of Free and Prosperous Days".
In 2021, the book Rebellions in My Soul was published.
POEMS BY JAKHONGIR NAMOZOV
* * *
My footsteps get heavier
The more I walk, the heavier these roads.
I could not know whether Almighty
Had sent to me these exams and odds?
My dawns get fully darkened
When I woke up with sorrow
When all of my wishes fell down
When I am in fire above and below.
Sitting alone with loneliness,
I drink my pain uttering a toast.
If I open my eyes from dreaming
I fell down from the sky to the dust.
You my dreams, please become my life
Unhappy days are only daydream ever.
Oh God, wake me up from my life but
Let me to be in dream forever.
PAIN
Love is absorbed into my body,
I cannot help singing a love song.
Each of these poems that I wrote
Is an oath I gave to the truth.
The sparks you see in my eyes
Are the lights come from Heaven
And the wishes bloomed in my heart
Are the mirabilis you have never seen.
My hope will never wither, dry up
Spring always flourish my soul.
There is a great pain which is able to
Flourish my veins and bones at all.
I was made from love of The Almighty
Does the life know who I am?
In my tiny body, in my little chest
How much talent and love do I have?
Does the life know who I am?!
* * *
Life killed all the passion of mine,
Squeezing my heart like pomegranate.
He wanted to make my gentle white soul
Put on the sorrow’s black garment.
All my hope is becoming weaker and fading
My mountains collapsing down to earth.
Day by day my feet are plunging
Day by day my soul is losing its strength.
Lightning is crashing inside of me
As if my chest will be cleaved.
I am afraid, oh my Lord, I am so afraid
What if the whole sky falls down to my head?
* * *
I wandered and strolled million years,
Million years I begged for calmness, my Lord.
Shadows of hatred crossed my road
Million years I did not utter any word.
Oh the pain of living hopeless days,
Oh my futile wishes, flippant disease.
Oh you wine of love in my goblet
Oh love – unconsumed for million years.
* * *
I wrapped myself with old troubles,
My head is veiled with distress again.
I had promised to cry no more, but
My eyes are weeing like a heavy rain.
Picture of sorrow is in my eyes today
Like an ancient book my heart is in dust.
My life is confusing like a whirlwind
Flowers of my hope turned all yellow, alas.
I am awake while I am sleeping
I pray even though I am asleep.
I am apart from this world and time
Do you know, where had I lost myself?
Stars of the night – my sorrow, my pain
And the night itself – very loyal friend.
Indeed, I didn’t love, I were not loved?
My hatred of myself will never come to end.
My dreams take to the memory land
I hold a heap of crumpled photos in my fist
If only you would return back to me
Oh happiness left in our old pictures.
Godly sorrow blossoms in my chest
It is the great love, a poem lifelong.
It will reach souls of mankind forever
With all my heart if I sing a song.
My soul, never give up because of the pain
Always stay ready to battle, to fight.
With the heart full of sincere wishes
I welcome morning’s early light.
Oh my heart, be pure as a sheet of paper,
Dreams are different, goals are alive.
There is no any space for sorrow
I call you happiness, new page of life!
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