MuradAli Alisherovich
If I throw it into the depths of my heart
I am sorry for my lonely mother,
God willing, as the pen shakes,
Mom, I will write a piece for you.
If he survives, the boy is my life
Topilar wealth is our state property,
Every moment is happy with you,
Mom, I will write a piece for you.
We are lucky to have you
You cannot be kind to others
Today I will tell you my heart,
Mom, I will write a piece for you.
Mother… heal my pain yourself,
Whatever you say is a blessing,
May you always be happy,
Mom, I will write a piece for you.
Building palaces in paradise gardens
Leaving all the worries behind
Taking a pen and paper to my slaves
Mom, I will write a piece for you.
β MuradAli Alisherovich
MuradAli Shodmonov 2006, son of Alisher, I am currently studying at the school of young journalists. My poems have been published in “Double Wing Gazeta” and “Yangi Yertongi” and “Urgut Sado” and “Great Britain” magazines.