Pulatova Nodira Ilhomiddin
When my dreams are flying
When my sufferings are raging
When my eyes are startled
My heart became a stone.
I missed Dost too
I also lost my confidence
Who to lean on now
My heart became a stone.
I wandered around the world
I wrote poems with my imagination flying
Turning away when friends leave
My heart became a stone.
It is full of unfaithful world
Seeing the pain and suffering
Breaking the castle of patience
My heart became a stone.
I was suffering from the worlds
From fake courtesy
I’m tired of dreams
My heart became a stone.
Author: Pulatova Nodira Ilhomiddin qizi .
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