Zuhra Kurbon Shahrisabziya (Uzbekistan)
Zuhra Kurbon Shahrisabziya (Zuhra Achilova) was born on November 30, 1975 in the city of Shahrisabz, Kashkadarya region, Uzbekistan.
She studied at the Faculty of Uzbek Philology of Karshi State University. She has been working in the field of education for many years. Her books published in Uzbekistan and the USA. She is a member of the World Talent Union in Kazakhstan and Kyrgyz Akin-Jazuuchilar Public Foundation in Kyrgyzstan.
The attic is a careless, godforsaken,
Enjoyed while whistling erstwhile,
The mold blurred,
Looks sad to memories,
The man who forgot to miss.
Enlightenment swings in my branches,
Stains scattering from the stars,
Shines on the leaves,
The morning twittered on my branches,
The sky bends to my branches,
Infected the seventh sense of it,
I am a dignified tree today
I am a charming smile of lips of God,
And pearl cry of God’s eye,
I am a pet feeling of God.
I untie myself,
From confusing thoughts,
I uncord my mind,
My confident feelings,
I untie without forgiving,
I uncord my happy grief,
That hurt my soul,
I also untie,
The excited pure joy,
I’ll take out of my eyes,
Weeping of cloud,
I uncord from my lips,
An achromatic smile,
I untie the qualities completely,
Which seems good,
I’ll throw away,
I banish from my cells
A desperate life,
As if reborn from mother,
My heart will be relieved,
While untieing itself.
I punish myself,
I forbid myself,
I run away from myself,
To the pupil of God,
That I couldn’t leave myself,
I turn to myself again.
On a summer evening, I have been delighted,
By the hamate wrist basin of a word.
I drank softly the wine of word like Khayyam,
I was humiliated by the passion of the word.
All my life I have moved to the phrase,
Goodbye carelessness. Hello, love of Word.