GULAGHA TENHA
World
Don't say ...I
'm childless ...
Don't ache ... so
,
This love is your
own child ... World
Saw that ... there was no ... other way out.
World revolved
around my love...
His try was ill
will and attempt .
He closed
his fate ... himself ,
His heart shudder
... hands shiver.
World was
plundered ... because of longing...
When there is no
light from the fate ,
When there was no
flower around the fate...
Where there was
no grace together with the ashes
World .... was fade from the sorrow ...
World ....
was fade from the sorrow ...
WHAT IS ?
When your noise
... around the world ,
Everybody asked :
"What is this wail ?"
Enough several ladder for get down were ...
How understand
ladder... if they didn't get down.
What width is
... of the long blanket?
Where end is ... of the deep ravine?
Your bitter onion
that burns the eyes ... the world...
Then… what is the
butter and bread ?
İf creeping
would find arrow ... would shoot
to the flinger
... to whom ... who would close node and would
open it ,
Would cried
" Coward! " the runner to the exiled ...
If runner is
coward ...then who is the exile ?
Seasons had
passed ... through the your life ...
Gulagha ,
Family chosed ...
diverse hearth and home ,
What will the
world know ... if there is no Tanha ...
What's
Erkivan ...that Tanha loved ? ...
Need
What with to this
period, to this time,
Eye ... of light
light is the need
of eyes.
No knots in the
loops ... in my poems,
Words ... to the pens ... and the pen needs words.
Together living
is desire of the life
Passion ... is
endless
desire ... is
endless
desire ... is
thousand.
Wings of my wish
aren't sick ...
Need fiery ash in
its land...
Applause ... is
the Sun of my fate
Blowing wind ... never wouldn't slake the fire
Wish that ...
every man let be a son,
Every large road ...needs small trace ...
TRANSLATED INTO
ENGLISH:
MESME ISMAYILOVA
ALIYULLA QIZI
GULAGHA TENHA: Azerbaijan poet and benefactor Gulagha (Qenberov) Tanha was born in Masalli region, village Arkivan, on May
20, 1959. Graduated from the Moscow Institute of construction engineer. He is
fond of poetry. doctor of philosophy, benefactor and poet.
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