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They say is a place where mothers speak
The whole earth is listening.
Every time I listen to the pain of others,
But I'm swallowing it myself.

To see your child happy
Ready to take the worlds.
For her, there is no happiness other than her child,
Well versed in the language of the best intentions.

If a thorn enters your child suddenly
A blink of an eye.
He hides his pain in his heart,
So passionate, so pure in heart.

Good or bad is the same for him,
He does not take care of any of his children.
He is characterized by tenacity, patience,
Life's trials are not without thorns.

Mothers from a small joy
When you reach the happiness of the world.
Children are drowned in the mud of sin,
His parents don't know much.

Take care like a black eye,
Day and night in prayer, wishes for perfection.
But when he grew up, asking how he was doing,
I want to say sweet words.

Well, I have a lot of worries
When will the sorrow of the world end?
A mother always loves her child,
The life of this imitation is fading away.

Revealing false love to others,
Don't think you're flattering.
For the sake of his parents, he once said:

He does not say "Mom, I love you".

Couldn't track it to its last address
You will be surprised to have such children.
A single palm could not give love
You will find it in the children of the rest of the world.

Let everyone know their mother is holy,
Answered like a mother's prayer.
If someone offends you, it's their own fault.
He will burn in the fire of hell.

Until the children wish their mother's heart,
I wish he could fulfill his duty.
Not after leaving the world, on the contrary,
I wish he knew the value of his existence...

Don't ask once, don't see once,
When you leave, you will be burned in the fire.
With so many sins on his shoulders
How do you go to God's place?

About the Poet:
Shodiyeva Mehribon Amin was born in 1998 in the Shofirkon district of the Bukhara region. The young artist’s poems have been published several times in newspapers and magazines such as “Shofirkon ovozi”, “Buxoroyi Sharif”, “Istiqlol g’unchalari”, “Buxoro adabiyoti va san’ati”, “Bilimdon”, “Dono word”. Collections entitled “Nurli manzillar”, “Beg’ubor orzular” have been published. Currently, she is an independent student of the Bukhara State Pedagogical Institute.

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