Poems

Biography:
Nigar Nurulla Khalilova is a poetess,  novelist, translator from Azerbaijan, Baku city, currently in Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. She is a member of Azerbaijan Writers Union.
Nigar N.Khalilova graduated from Azerbaijan Medical university, hold Ph.D degree.
Her writings have been published in the books,  literary magazines, anthologies and newspapers in Azerbaijan, Russia, Saudi Arabia, USA over the years. Nigar N.Khalilova  participated in poetry festivals and was published in the international  poetry festivals anthologies. Conducted data in the capital of Texas, Austin city, Austin International Poetry Festival (AIPF), 2016-2017.



Not Crying Baby

Under the rubble, the collapse of the wall,
Sitting three-year not crying kid,
In the screaming hell,
Like a wild beast from the sky,
Among the layers of exploding roofs.
With the stroke of eyelashes
Blood drops in the  eye,
Sliding on the check.
Small hand silently rubbing the eyelid,
Palm red spots for the first time.
Stepmother- war mixes with the dust
Mop of chestnut hair tenderness.
Splinters dug into the snow white feet.
My angel, what are your fault7!
Well, at least cry, baby,
I’m no longer able
To look into your innocent eyes.
You are my clean world,
You are more than all!
So you lived
I have died a hundred times!

               ***

The Girl of Lugansk

Barefooted walking girl on the street
In prickly frost of morning hours,
On icy slippery scald- head of the earth,
With broken bloody knees.
Standing up and falling down,
Going alone nowhere,
Teared away from the world and herself.
Becoming more wicked.
Cold touching upon the bones
Of the kept silent victim.
Passers-by not finding any word.
Somebody tightly hiding the neck
Under fox collar,
Feeling sorry deep in the heart,
But not asking her anything.
Another one looks askant at the girl,
Expressing the contempt.
…Oh, Impire Judge!
Sometimes we can hang
The lock of indifference,
Not hear the dumb scream for help.
We are deaf  like caterprillas,
No demand from us.
And the conscience  becoming blind,
The fire in the eyes is gone.
                    ***

I’ll Never Forsake You


I’ll never forsake you, I promise,
I’ll grow like strong wall for support,
And my prayer for you will be flawless,
It will soften the heart of the Lord.
All the falls, misery, addiction
And the poison of doubts and words,
Concentration of toxic affiction
And the illness that bothers and hurts,-
We just left them behind, we have managed.
And an  incredible price has been paid.
We have washed off all sin and all damade,
There is no looking back and no fear,
New inviting alluring plans,
Through all hardships the stars are so  near,
Will go firmly forth hand in hand!
I can’t leave you just  like you demanded,
Oh, if only the Lord keeps me in,
Some may slander that we are enchanted,
But allegiance to charms is akin.