Jo‘rayeva Marjona Baxtiyorovna
Whenever I take a pen into my hand,
A thousand thoughts begin to crowd my mind.
So glad I always have this pen of mine—
Without it, where would all my sorrows land?
I write and write, intoxicated with bliss,
At times, deep grief turns soul to bitterness.
Until the final page is filled and done,
It’s as if in my poems I am lost, alone.
The artist’s path is never smooth or straight,
It winds through countless trials, every gate.
Around them envy surely may exist,
Yet loving readers also do persist.
Jo‘rayeva Marjona Baxtiyorovna was born on October 18, 2003, in the Termiz district of Surxondaryo region, Uzbekistan.
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