By “I am a new one, my cover is new,
My wing–page rustles.
Your cover’s color is pale,
And ink dripped on your page.”
“Don’t laugh on me, no; you desire to be like me,
I was read more than you.
If how many times I was read,
So many questions would be solved.”
As I listen to the discussion of books,
My amazement increases.
Whether they are new or old,
My respect for books increases.
About Writer:
Makhliyokhon Umirzakova was born on November 22, 1990 in the city of Margilan in Fergana region. She is a student of the faculty of art history of the Institute of National Art and Design in the name of Kamoliddin Behzod. She was a participant in the Republic seminar “The school of talent”. She became the winner of the State Scholarship in the name of Navoi in the 2020 – 2021 academic years. Her first poetry book “Tuyg ‘ular alangasi” (The Flame of Feelings) was published by Writers Union in 2021 year.
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