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Poetry
Poems by Akrom Malik, newest first. Pick one for your mood.
So very many people think of a promise
As if it were opium or hashish. That's why, saying “rest easy,” they always
To a man worn out by the burden of hardship
A young father suddenly spoke: “My offspring has come into the world,
In ancient times, when people still
Fled from the filth of the world, When the sun of contemplation shone, the world
To the sage of the age, the one who was a sun
In wisdom, there came a preacher one day. He was young and brimming over with zeal,
I'm a creature as lowly as an ant. Alas,
Did I call the ant lowly? Forgive me... How heedless I am — from the start of the road, O Allah,
These are old books, venerable script,
Five or six hundred years old. Enchanting arts ripple mysteriously,
You are so naive, so ignorant,
You even look for a friend in this world! Your life goes by in tears and moaning,
Each time a new dawn stepped into the day,
He hanged the old self that lived inside him. He grew sick of himself, and every moment,
As the winds of all kinds of torments blew,
And neither friend nor kin could lend a shoulder — Coming to a dervish sunk in pain,
The world is a journey, the world a long road,
As long as it is, so full of sorrow. You never know at all where right and left lie,
When misfortune suddenly falls upon your head,
Your heart cut to pieces by sorrow's blade, Those who claimed to be friends raise a clamor,
One day dear friends gathered, glad at heart,
And talked about the bleeding of the heart. Their hearts took flight like birds,
There once was a young man, strong and brave,
His blood boiled over; he could not contain himself. The world seemed to lie surrendered at his feet,
Allah has commanded: “Be charitable,
Give alms to the poor and to the hungry.” If people do not live supporting one another,
What is independence? What is freedom?
To my mind, the answer is not complicated. When both sorrow and joy are your own,
Showing themselves off is typical of women,
The gazes of non-mahram men give them pleasure. That's why they spray perfume and style their hair,
If you want to marry, O young man, listen:
Find a lawful spouse who fears God. If she does not fear God, a whole life
If someone holds out a microphone, saying “Speak,”
Never rejoice that words are free. Words that are free, once they leave your tongue,
If someone tells you of your mistake,
Don't be offended; first of all, give praise to God! The one who spoke deserves esteem as well,
There's a great secret to living happily,
Perhaps not a secret, just a simple truth: Even if it's your own child, never
A journey without a guide is dangerous,
A body without a head can't live — it perishes. This is word handed down from the old books:
A wayfarer who was one of the people of Allah —
They shackled his hands and threw him in prison. They said: “You too can taste what prison is like,”
Don't burn saying “I,” don't smolder saying “I,”
Don't try to defend your name. Wearing the crown of humiliation and reproach,