Jakhongir NOMOZOV
He was born on January 24, 1997 in Pop district of Namangan region. “Juntos por las Letras” Argentina is an active member and coordinator of the international working group of writers on Uzbekistan. The representative of the Turkish state “SIIR SARNICI” electronic magazine in Uzbekistan. Member of the international association of artists of the Republic of Kazakhstan “Kosh Kyang”, coordinator for Uzbekistan. A member of the International Association “World Talents” established in the Republic of Kazakhstan, the winner of the “Abay” medal, “Commemorative Badge of the International Amir Temur Charitable Fund” and “Pride of Science” awards. Member of the International Association of Artists, member of the Kyrgyz Poets and Writers Public Fund of the Kyrgyz Republic. Participant of the traditional workshop of young artists. He has been creating in the fields of poetry, journalism, and translation. His poems were published in the international “Mujde” and “Flashmab” anthologies. He is the author of the books “Rebels in My Heart”, “Sacred Space” and “Awakening Song”. 2022 in the Turkish publishing house “Baygenc”. The poetry book “Breath of the Sun” was published. Winner of many national and international competitions. Published in Kazakhstan, Kyrgyzstan, Turkmenistan, Azerbaijan, India, Turkey, Russia, Bangladesh, Nepal, Kenya, Algeria, Vietnam, Serbia, Macedonia, Belgium, China, Spain, Italy, Albania, American newspapers and magazines and literary sites. done Member of “World Talents” International Association, “Kyrgyz Public Fund of Poets and Writers”. He is a student of the University of Journalism and Mass Communications. Winner of the “Guzel Alania Award” of the Turkish state.
Uzbekistan correspondent of “Butov Azerbaycan” newspaper of Azerbaijan.
In 2023, a book of poems and articles called “Pain” was published on the American Amazon site.

PAIN

Love is absorbed into my body,
I cannot help singing a love song.
Each of these poems that I wrote
Is an oath I gave to the truth.

The sparks you see in my eyes
Are the lights come from Heaven
And the wishes bloomed in my heart
Are the mirabilis you have never seen.

My hope will never wither, dry up
Spring always flourish my soul.
There is a great pain which is able to
Flourish my veins and bones at all.

I was made from love of The Almighty
Does the life know who I am?
In my tiny body, in my little chest
How much talent and love do I have?

Does the life know who I am?!

LIFE

Life killed all the passion of mine,
Squeezing my heart like pomegranate.
He wanted to make my gentle white soul
Put on the sorrow’s black garment.

All my hope is becoming weaker and fading
My mountains collapsing down to earth.
Day by day my feet are plunging
Day by day my soul is losing its strength.

Lightning is crashing inside of me
As if my chest will be cleaved.
I am afraid, oh my Lord, I am so afraid
What if the whole sky falls down to my head?

MIRACLE

When musician winds played their music,
The rains had also sung their quiest song.
Until the moon had done make up in the sky,
Woken up from its heavy sleep Sun.

The alarm clock is ringing “Wake up!” and “Wake up!”
Someone is awake, othersare in slumber.
If only you knew that cage is home, but sadness,
Come herel You too join this life, dear…

Thear away the sadness lying in your eyes,
Banish the sad voices  from your heart and soul.
Do take steady pace with firm confidence,
Fill your every day with a miracle, bu full…

I WANDERED

I wandered and strolled million years,
Million years I begged for calmness, my Lord.
Shadows of hatred crossed my road
Million years I did not utter any word.

Oh the pain of living hopeless days,
Oh my futile wishes, flippant disease.
Oh you wine of love in my goblet
Oh love – unconsumed for million years.

I WRAPPED

I wrapped myself with old troubles,
My head is veiled with distress again.
I had promised to cry no more, but
My eyes are weeing like a heavy rain.

Picture of sorrow is in my eyes today
Like an ancient book my heart is in dust.
My life is confusing like a whirlwind
Flowers of my hope turned all yellow, alas.

I am awake while I am sleeping
I pray even though I am asleep.
I am apart from this world and time
Do you know, where had I lost myself?

Stars of the night – my sorrow, my pain
And the night itself – very loyal friend.
Indeed, I didn’t love, I were not loved?
My hatred of myself will never come to end.

My dreams take to the memory land
I hold a heap of crumpled photos in my fist
If only you would return back to me
Oh happiness left in our old pictures.

Godly sorrow blossoms in my chest
It is the great love, a poem lifelong.
It will reach souls of mankind forever
With all my heart if I sing a song.

My soul, never give up because of the pain
Always stay ready to battle, to fight.
With the heart full of sincere wishes
I welcome morning’s early light.

Oh my heart, be pure as a sheet of paper,
Dreams are different, goals are alive.
There is no any space for sorrow
I call you happiness, new page of life!

SONG OF BELIEF

I wander in the gardens of my dream,
When the surroundings are under the moonlight.
I lie down being smeared with happiness
When the sky is hugging his stars tight.

Angels sing their lullaby for me
I sleep calmly with pleasure in peace.
Belief of tomorrow rises within my heart
I believe my future will occur like this.

My hands reach to stars, even to the moon
If only I decide to stretch them a bit.
The eyes of the sun will become blind
If only I stare a minute at it.

The eyes of the sun will melt…

I MISSED

I missed you dear, I missed a lot
Not willing to step in the path of lovesick.
Although I forget the oldest memories
My clothes hold the smell of your cheek.

Darling, these distances separated us
Our love weakened not reaching to destination.
Every second of mine passes seeking for you
May happiness be waiting us the next station.

The roses which I bought for you
Are withering and becoming yellow.
All the sickness of my heart is yours,
I sent you fragrance of spring, my love.

Jakhongir NOMOZOV