NA KOLJENIMA U TIŠINI HAMZI BEGOVE
Autor: Nia S. Amira
Objavljeno: 13. Nov 2018. 19:11:30
Indonezijska pjesnikinja Nia Amira, veliki je zaljubljenik u državu Bosnu i Hercegovinu, njene narode i gradove. Posjetila je nekoliko gradova među njima i Sanski most i neizbježnu Hamzibegovu džamiju. Pero pjesnikinje nije moglo da odoli a da ne progovori stihovima koje je posvetila Hamzi begovoj džamiji u Sanskom mostu.



Na koljenima u tišini Hamzi begove džamije


Napisala: Nia Amira
 

Među jedanaest hiljada što sam donijela
Srela sam te usred dijaspore
Na ulazu u grad, istrajno do kraja
Kao da me zovete s poštovanjem: "Uđite"

Pet vijekova je prošlo
Slika života, uspomene iz prošlosti

Kad je luk poslan iz Istanbula
Strijela, ljubavi tu je također, srce je moje

Vjetar u osmom mjesecu je suh
Ima kraljica mrava i njenih troje djece koji idu pored

Gledajte... bijeli oblaci naglo postadoše sivi
Znoj oblijeva čitavo tijelo, rane i rane

Poljubila sam krvlju natopljenu zemlju
Udišem bijes u vrelom zraku

Jedna dobra vila me je gledala iz borove šume
Mašući tužno krilima

Ima ljubavi skrivene iza drveta
Ima ljubavi obojene raznim čarima
Desila se ekplozija slijepog bijesa
Ima zla izvan ljudskog srca

Hamzi Begova, ti si svjedok moj
Hamzi Begova, šapućem srcu svom
Moje grlo je vezano za lažljivca
Moje srce je presiječeno oštrim mahovima zločinaca

U tvojoj tišini, moje prolivene suze neopisivog su zadaha
Preplavljena osjećajima, plačem u duši, nosi hiljade srca

Želim te ponovo vidjeti
U mirnom danu sa svim blaženim srcima

Depok, le 28 oktobra 2018
Bow on knees in the silence of Hamzi Begova

By: Nia S Amira


Of the eleven thousand miles I flew
I met you in the bustle of the diaspora
In the corner of the city which seems diligent in preening
The four of your Minarets as if calling me, "Come in"

Five centuries have passed
Painting of life, memories of the past

When the bow was pulled from Istanbul
The arrow of love will sit on the banks of Sana, my shohibul

I felt dry because of the wind in the eighth month
There was a queen of ants and her three children walking alongside

Look ... the clouds has turned to gray suddenly
Sweat was drenched, there was a heart cut into wounds and painful

I kissed the soil that once had been covered with blood
I breathed the air that had once flared with massive anger

A fairy looked at me from the Pine tree
Waving her wings as if to convey her sorrow feeling

There is love hidden behind the Heavenly tree
There is love tainted by various mysteries
There is an outburst of a big anger
There is cruelty outside the human heart

Hamzi Begova, you are my witness
Hamzi Begova, I whisper my heart
My throat snagged the story of the liars
My heart was cut by fake actions & mere essays of the criminals

In your silence, my tears shed an unspeakable feeling
You are the greatest, my deep heart was crying, carrying the flush of a thousand sad feeling
I want to see you again
On a quiet day with all overflowing hearts

Depok, October 28, 2018