Ubaidullo Sanginov was born in 1975 in the city of Vahdati, Tajikistan. Educational University named after Sadriddin Aini in Dushanbe graduated with a degree in mathematics. Since 1996, he has been working as a mathematics teacher. Ubaidullo Sanginov is the world’s best poet and translator. His poems have been translated into different languages. Ubaidullo Sanginov’s poems have been published in many international magazines and anthologies. Ubaidullo Sanginov is the editor of the world magazine “Friendship of People”. Ubaidullo Sanginov is a member of various international cultural organizations. Ubaidullo Sanginov’s poems are about love, peace, friendship, good human behavior, masculinity.
I WISH IT WAS
I wish justice would flow like running water
The ship of every tyranny was caught by burning fire
I wish there was a solid wall around the world
A huge wall would block the path of the devil
I wish this soil did not drink a lot of human blood
The child used to smile at his father
I wish there was eternal love for the world
The green of the alley of the heart was filled with flowers and basil
I wish the fire of all hatred would be extinguished forever
Love and affection were boundless happiness
May every angel be free and happy
Let the cursed devil take a corner of the prison.
GOOD QUALITY
You are the morning breeze and the sugar in your lips
You are like the moon and precious jewel
It has the quality of a lek feather, even more beautiful than a feather
You are so charming and my heart goes out to you every time
Your word to the world is in everyone’s language.
Every time you smile, you become more beautiful
Your name comes to the tongue because of the sound of heart and soul
The whole world was amazed at the beauty of humanity
Worthy of praise
ed, look at your picture one more time.
You are famous for your beauty and efficiency
I have seen the whole world many times, there is nothing like you
I couldn’t find anyone better than you, it’s a pleasure to watch yo
PERIOD OF LIFE
My life was wasted, my time was wasted
For me, May became as cold as FebruaryI
Always remembered you like a hangover
I had forgotten the torment of the grave
I chose you from among the flowers
Was the other flower upset by this?
If my soul is burned, I am with my bones
Both my soul and my body were
burned by your love
How quickly youth goes and winter knocks
on the door
In memory of my youth in the depths
of my thoughts
From the traces of life’s wind and storm,
my spring green turned yellow like autumn
My life passed quickly, my time passed quickly.
Prepared by Angela Kosta Academic, writer, poet, translator, essayist, journalist
