Best Kazakh Poems
Shakuni, the Word-Seller-H...(The scene from Movie Ulzhan, Drama/German screened at 2007 Festival de Cannes)
( English Style)
I met, Shakuni, in a foreign land
He was a seller of precious words
He travelled a lot and the......
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Categories:
kazakh, character, longing,
Form:
Triolet
Panhandling In Almaty...PANHANDLING IN ALMATY
Used to think I was street smart till a couple of years ago
Touring in Almaty*, strolling the street, looking western, you know.
Young guy comes up to m......
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Categories:
kazakh, adventurecity, me, , western,
Form:
Couplet
Snow Lepard Ii...SNOW LEOPARD II
My name is Asa!
I am a conjured spirit and an evolving
reality in the frigid taiga landscape between
Angaraland to the north and the Kazakh Steppes
to the south! The indigenou......
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Categories:
kazakh, magic,
Form:
Free verse
The Komsomol Will Not live Again...
Their faces are wrinkled, scribbled in lines,
Old men in Parliament still cling to their shrines.
Like sparrows on wires, all gathered and still,
Basking in sunlight, as if time stands still.
......
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Categories:
kazakh, anniversary,
Form:
Free verse
They will write thick books dedicated to me...Even if I die, my poems will blaze like fire,
Conquering the heart of the Earth entire.
Wise men who once refused to know my name
Will write thick books in my honor and fame.
When the all stren......
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Categories:
kazakh, memory,
Form:
Rhyme
Exiles...You fixed Mongolian stew
on a two ring Russian-made burner.
We understood
that we’d not be drinking salted milk tea
in Ulan Bator anytime soon.
Nevertheless,
we bought Kazakh embroid......
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Categories:
kazakh, poetry,
Form:
Blank verse
Mother tongue...I still didn't get my share from life,
I will not stop fighting until I die.
I will write lot of poem looks like,
Who read remember name of my.
If my ancestors spirit support to me,
From every......
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Categories:
kazakh, love,
Form:
Free verse
O Kazakh...Lift your head from the earth, O Kazakh!
Don’t be a laughingstock to foreign lands’ track.
If you don’t stand tall with courage inside,
The pain from your past will never subside!
Don’t be d......
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Categories:
kazakh, character,
Form:
Free verse
Regret...I was born here to live might,
I see the interesting power of life.
So love the people with your heart,
Forgiving people will be easy and light.
Don't praise the greedy briber,
Don't give i......
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Categories:
kazakh, sorry,
Form:
Free verse
Let my poem live for me now...Take your earplugs and hear me,
Pay attention, don't look away!
I show a way that will not go astray,
I'll give direction for future way!
Even a fool man can be happy well,
Even the strong man......
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Categories:
kazakh, life, poems,
Form:
Free verse
For the Land...
Atyrau and Mangystau, two twin lands,
From the start, we’re kin, united we stand.
We’ve endured the heat like a patient steed,
And in the frost, like a black stallion, we lead.
Through heat a......
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Categories:
kazakh, summer,
Form:
Free verse
Longing for Tolegen Life...I’ll continue telling your lofty song, there are people here who yearn,
Yearning for the blue lake flown to, did you reach there safe and sound?
The year you left, with your longing deep, my he......
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Categories:
kazakh, heart,
Form:
Ballad
True Kazakh, This Is You...
We tried to be Russian, lost our tongue’s embrace,
Drifted from our roots, living in a foreign place.
We sought to be Arab, but we went astray,
Lost in our faith, we let the truth slip a......
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Categories:
kazakh, nature,
Form:
Free verse
The Oath of My Ancestor...One poem of mine that warms the heart,
And reveals wondrous secrets from the start.
If I am enraptured you by my verse,
Remember, I was born in Zhylioy first!
To those who delve into life’s dee......
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Categories:
kazakh, humanity, memorial,
Form:
Rhyme
Zhanaozen - 2...2.Injured people.
Mourning land. Mourning mother!
Do not cry, stand strong our people!
Without trembling, let the wild wolf be,
Will it not heal its wounds with its tongue?
Did cruelty nest in t......
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Categories:
kazakh, freedom,
Form:
Free verse