By Tursunova Sarvinoz Fazliddinovna

Did you come spring?

Spitting hearts.

Did you spread your expressions?

Muddy your waters.

 

Your voice everywhere

Both in birds and flowers.

Tune in from the edges

Both from mountains and gardens.

 

Smallpox has opened

Scattered everywhere

They are here to see you

So much time has passed

 

 

 

Life

 

Pages of my life

I decorate with colors

Every color in it

I decorate with love.

 

It was black

Then came the light

Look at the color

It’s a good thing

 

People are also colorful

Some are white and some are black

But it is not known at all

How are they?

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