SHAMIL ENVER OGHLU

 

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Inside of everyone lies pain,

groan of everyone on inwardly would gone,

Heart of happiest man of the world, even

Would be gone broken away, whenever.

 

Thousand sorrows grow up in a thousand hearts,

Secret love is in every heart,

if, it would stopped whenever, heart would stopped too,

May be, it didn't die, it alive yet.

 

Killing dreams, the murder men

Killing you, the benighted men,

For humanity’s sake, poor men,

For which sake, they being alive yet.

 

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If ,I  would coming back to flowing words ,

If I would fill of your heart, is it suffice,

İf, İ would love you more than soul,

İf, İ would be wholly you, is it suffice.

 

If, I would believe to this fate of life,

If, I would fall in love to your that sweet glance,

If, I would become to the rain of love,

And I raining to soul of your life, is it suffice?

If I would soak up to your being, and would be "you" in you,

If, I would fill up to your heart, stayed till the death,

İf, I would be your lifelong, be your soulmate,

İf, İ would love you more than my soul, is it suffice?

 

İf, I would stroke your head, sometimes as your father,

If, I would take care of you, sometimes like your son,

If, I would know your grief, sometimes as your friend,

If, I would be your every closely, is it suffice???

 

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You say, this is your fault now,

I take the fault, and go away,

What did I love on you?

Losing in thought, I go away.

 

You were the handful of ash, I became bonfire for you,

 İ became the embrace for you, when you felt cold on your soul,

I became to the sweet, pretty life hood for you,

And have known, my worth now, ... I go away

 

You came to me with your grief and sorrow,

I said that, is human, and helped you more,

How could I know, that this " sinless" face,

What have you hidden from me ... İ feel and go away...

 

Your glance was my Sun, I thought,

Later I knew your "patterns",

Eyes tears of my crying love...

Wiping off, with my regretful hands and I go away.

 

I grew up dreams, you didn't look and see this,

You were my crown, but you didn't give worth to this,

I recognized ...  ashamed... you didn't die,

But I have died repeatedly inside...and now, I go away...

 

Translated into English by Mesme Aliyulla qizi Ismayilova

Doc. Philology on Philosophy.

Azerbaijan State Pedagogical University.

 

SHAMIL ENVER OGHLU

 

SHAMIL ENVER OGHLU was born in the region of Azerbaijan, in Goyje, in 1986.After finishing the secondary school he entered to the History faculty of Baku State University. He was known from the school and student years with his poems. His poems were published on the magazine " Ulduz” (“Star"). He worked as script writer and editor on Azerbaijan TV and Radio from 2008 till 2014 and was author of some ideas. His broadcast such as "The letter to the trench" and " and " Towards to the Victory" had been loved by the audience and won high ratings. Was awarded with the honorary order of Ministry Defense. And his first book of poems "For Broken Hearts" was published in 2017.Single.