ASIR

Seni kutamanu bilaman, aslo
Men seni bag’rimga bosa bilmasman,
Sen – zangor, beg’ubor samosan, samo…
Men-chi, qafasdagi qushman, asirman.

Sarg’aygan dashtlardan hasratga to’lib
Umidsiz boqarman, boqarman hayron.
Kutarman, qandaydir qo’l paydo bo’lib
Qafasni ocharu yo’llar sen tomon.

Kutarman, o’sha on g’aflatda qolib
Ketmasman – ucharman osmonga shodmon,
Boqarman zindonbon ko’ziga kulib
Va sening qoshingda yasharman omon.

Shunday o’ylaymanu bilaman, biroq
Tark eta bilmasman aslo qafasim,
Zindonbonning qo’li bo’shatgandayam
Uchib ketmoq uchun yetmas nafasim.

Sarg’aygan dasht aro har subhi azon
Menga boqar go’dak nigohi ila,
Quvonch qo’shig’ini boshlaganim on
Lablarim qovushar dudog’i ila.

Agar-da, ey osmon, dil istab birdan
Zindonni tark etib osmonga uchsam –
Bu bola ko’ziga qanday qarayman?
Yaxshisi, qo’y, meni… Men asir qushman.

Men shamman, bu shamning yog’dusi tushsa
Charog’on bo’ladi vayronalar ham,
Agar men uchishni istasam, uchsam,
Parishon bo’ladi koshonalar ham.

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