Nisa
Years are gone, you and I
Have had no, word, contact
Far away you have been…
Suddenly…
I drive to the East, among cars
You surface like a fish in ocean
In my mind, and make waves…
I hear, can see you, visualize
You are there, the doctor
Amongst my students…
Counter-Part in Khojand.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem