ERALIEVA UMUTKAN POLOTOVNA

 

Mammy

 

It shone like the morning sun,

You looked like May.

She fed me, rejoiced,

She sang bye-bye songs.

I will not forget your image,

He is everywhere in my heart.

 

Raised and educated,

So that a man could live on earth.

You wished for happiness and health,

Our house was protected from the storms of all the ark.

A child, he is carefree,

And Mom is a guiding ray.

 

When was Mommy in the house,

Then there is comfort and beauty everywhere.

The character is calm and kind,

And the freshness around, the cleanliness.

We could only make noise in our arguments,

Who's going to look after Mom.

 

The universe, spin around, dear,

We were raised by Mother Earth.

Mother is the happiness of family and home,

No one can compare with her.

They are like rays, gems,

Long live mothers in the world!

 

I Had A Dream About

My Mother Last Night

 

My mother came to me at night, in a dream,

I was bored or for a conversation,

I was rosy, I was quite satisfied,

She blessed that the troubles would pass.

 

And I recognized the sound of her footsteps,

Sometimes I imagined her walking,

I missed the smell of handkerchiefs,

I tried to inhale the fragrance of my native and best.

 

I saw my mother a little bit away from me –

She has been granted paradise in the afterlife,

There was a coral on her neck… Quietly

She shone with happiness given unselfishly.

 

And she came up and said: - I'm going to heaven,

Bless you, daughter, comb your hair

You have your curls, - leaving me a comb.

And hugged, then left... Is gone…

 

Perhaps this is the parting words of the "pen",

So that I can enter the mighty Pirin with songs?

She told me otherwise that it was time,

Enter the world of inviting words, but on the singing path…

 

A Medical Woman

 

You are as beautiful as the early dawn,

The eye-stars are attractive,

The voice is like a murmuring spring,

The spring wind is useful – words.

 

Your chosen path is very difficult,

You bring a lot of good.

It's nice to have a look at you,

How soft your hands are, Sister.

 

The Doctor is always hard,

People have been healing since ancient times.

Yes, and time could glorify

In the glorious field of the best doctors.

 

You are awake day and night in your labors,

You take care as if you were a mother,

You give yourself to the work in full,

To fulfill an oath and a duty.

 

And let the people be proud of you,

Let it be difficult to evaluate the work

, A good deed lives a long time,

The doctor banishes the ailments away.

 

ERALIEVA UMUTKAN POLOTOVNA

 

ERALIEVA UMUTKAN POLOTOVNA was born on July 12, 1968 in the village of Kok-Zhar in the Nookat district of the Osh region of Kyrgyzstan. Eralieva Umutkan is a poet, writer, publicist. Member of the National Union of Writers of Kyrgyzstan (2011), the Union of Journalists of Kyrgyzstan (2014). Member of the Writers' Union of North America (2021), member of the Eurasian Creative Guild (London) (2021), member of the Singapore Federation of World Culture and Art. Author of ten books. Awarded the medal "Icon of Peace" of the Institute of Peace in Nigeria (Africa) (2022). Member of the Board of Directors of the Institute for World Peace in Nigeria. Ambassador of the Institute for World Peace in Nigeria.