Gulom Abdiyev Renown Poet And Writer

Gulom Abdiyev Renown Poet And Writer

Gulom Abdiyev (Gulom Egamshukur) was born in 1959 in the Denov district of Surkhandarya region. He graduated from the Faculty of Journalism at Tashkent State University (currently Uzbekistan National University). He began his career in 1981 at Uzbekistan State Television and Radio. During his professional journey, he worked in responsible positions at republic newspapers and regional television and radio stations.

Gulom Abdiyev is recognized as one of the renowned poets and writers in the country, known for his creative output.

 

Brother

 

For Sirojiddin brother

Brother, are you safe

in the beautiful time? …

Capital – warm longing,

meet- friends

it is raining in the

way of Surkhan

The bond that connects

heaven and earth …

-Gulom, won’t you come to

Tashkent?

-Mirzo is asking for you,

Farkhod A’zam remembers

our memories …

We laughed a lot!…

-Can you hear me, Gulom?!

“Greetings” to you from

all friends..

Streets that walk together

as brothers,

It will ask you about

our childhood .

This is the love we dream of!…

They ask, ” we loved!…

from each other!…”

What century has connected

our friendship,

Life passes with fest,

Poetry is a award given to us by fate, brother,

Our day became a poem,

life is a book!…

Brother, are you safe

in the beautiful time?

Capital – warm longing,

meet- friends

it is raining in the

way of Surkhan

The bond that connects

heaven and earth …

 

2

Brother, dream –

regret will not return

It is a white feeling,

a bird that has flown away

Love is still high –

on high

We begged “O angel,

come and fall into my arms”

love became a poem

Dream – myth

Life collided with

the cold of winter!

Our mother’s prayers

for both of us –

Brought health,

to a flood of happiness!…

Death remained from

the trouble.

The time has come,

our heads are bowed.

World exam answer patience –

It will show us the way, –  night

our endure !…

Brother, dream –

regret will not return

It is a white feeling,

a bird that has flown away!

The heart is hurt and unconscious

because of love’s tricks…

Beautiful- our hearts will never be empty, empty!

 

Gulom Abdiyev

 

This poem has been translated by Madinabonu Makhammadrizoyeva

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