Life
However much I tried, however I struggled,
Translated from Uzbek · Original text
However much I tried, however I struggled,To be an absolute victor proved an ordeal.In matters of the heart my affairs did not go well,The scar of pain and regret filled my breast.I never did a single thing in an ordinary way,I never just looked at anything in passing.I never saw any human being as mere matter,I always journeyed to the land of the heart.The heart always swallowed me whole,I always kept listening to my heart.In all my life I could not say even a single wordWithout first asking my heart.If I embraced someone, I never embraced without love,I never set foot anywhere without love.If I happened to fly to the skies of meaning,I never spread my wings without pain and longing.I never even turned to face any human beingIn the world unless my heart commanded it.At times, though not even a hair will fit inside it,The heart is thirsty for the taste of love.That is, it is a love wider than the universe,Perhaps greater than the seven heavens.My sorrow is as tall as the sun,The flame of my sigh has passed beyond the sky.There is no healer for my pain, there is no remedy,Only those who have pain recognize one in pain.If the cage called sorrow should ever break,If only I could then take care of myself.Akrom MALIK
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