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Research: Tajikistan

Mohammad Ali Ajami

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Literature: Poems of Tajik Poet, Mohammad Ali Ajami
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I want to go jungle
and be a tree
in city, no one has the time to say hello
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Always, I hear you
even, I call myself
what exercises has love
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From the tree of woman's body
should pick off love
apple is the fancy of ignorant
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Yesterday, the village of your city
has everything, which was mine
Today, I'm vagrant in the city of your hands
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I passed through all the clouds
for the sun of your hands
I understood from your lips
that how beautiful is the cherry's garden
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Who lived fire
will grow again from the ash of death
and I have a lot of words
that I write leaf's mourning
for the death of a tree
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Tree from the feeling of the leaf
wholly
greened finely
sparrow is not little more
what left from us, is love
what left from city, window
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Research: Poems

 

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