MAHIRA NAGIQIZI HUSEYNOVA

MAHIRA NAGIQIZI HUSEYNOVA

WHAT IS IT?

But you said love is dumb,

Then what is the eye?

Love never has been , love is dream

Then what is the truth?

I warmed up under the snowflake

I froze under the reproach of my beloved

There is no one wisdom ….. like him

Then what is the meaning , the word ?

Beloved lifts the beloved to the crown

Beloved brings beloved luck

If you do not see your fake beloved

Then what’s the meaning , of the face

Those who are struggling with this world

Those , who dig a hole for others

Those , who breaks someone’s heart

Then what is the meaning of the glow?

If Farhad doesn’t break mountains,

İf Karam doesn’t get lost on the road

If Mahira doesn’t burn with love

Then what is the meaning of the endure?

TO GRANDDAUGHTER NAZLI

Girl,was you created from caress?

You are divine, Nazli.

You have become a granny as you born.

You’re my mother’s herself, Nazli

Let your fate gets matured as flower

Let your eyelashes burn heart

God bless you from jinx

You are the eye of the girls

Your smell is the smell of a mountain rose

The core of the tongue is honey

Pasha – my brother Ali’s

…. mother, daughter, Nazli?

Nahida will turn like a slave to you

She will not give to bride and son

On the forehead of my child Ilgar,

You are the written like fate,Nazli.

Silver heel, khina on hands

Affectionates can be so

Do not caress, then they will say that

You are satisfied herself, Nazli

Mahira- my mother Nazli

My soul is lake, and the swan is Nazli

What to hide, deny, Nazli?

You are the star of the Earth, Nazli

HASAN MİRZA LİVES

It does not say that we have

seen these months without him.

Hasan Mirza lives on our face.

It is neighter secret, no wisdom,

That HAsan Mirza lives

hundered for hundreds

His voice is going away,

His land is Azerbaijan-

here and there.

His nest is on the voluems

On the words Hasan Mirza lives.

The book was light – he admired,

He couldn’t oppress –

neighter tired.

Dereleyes – said,

moaned on the grief,

Eleyes – where Hasan Mirza lives.

It was said – handson, native son,

It waa said- never left

alone the man.

It was said – father,brother,

uncle him.

Hasan Mirza lives on flat and

montain.

Mam Nazli,lessly burst into flame,

Talk to those who make name.

If you ask from the thousands,

It waa said: Hasan Mirza lives in us.

Everybody who knows him that

he was brave,

He was thrifty, greatful for bread,

He took away drowsiness

with his “Dilqam”

Hasan Mirsa lives

                                      in the string of saz.                                                                

TRANSLATED : MESME İSMAYILOVA .

MAHIRA NAGIQIZI HUSEYNOVA

MAHIRA NAGIQIZI HUSEYNOVA was born in 1960 in the Nakhichevan Autonomous Republic. She graduated from the philological faculty of Azerbaijan State Pedagogical University . She is  scientist  and poet of Azerbaijan Republic. Currently she is the dean of the Philological faculty of the ASPU . Author many poems and scientific articles. She has 3 children, 7 grandchildren.