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What is “Zolal”?

Dear friends and poets. I would like to write a few words about a new style of poetry which is called “Zolal”. Although, a lot of people, poets and writers have written too much about this poetry format in Persian,Russian, Tajik but I prefer to write it in English. I as a matter of fact translate the words of the founder of this style Mr Abolfazl Dada. It seems to me it would be better for everyone, especially English speaking countries, to get to know about this new style.

What is “Zolal”? , a few words…

Maybe majority have heard a lot about the term “Zolal”, and keen on exploring and describing the essence of this style and poetical format.

Zolal” is wide format poetry, in order to drag words in such a format, it requires accuracy, effort and requires much patience .If respected readers surf the Internet world and check the law of “Zolal”, they will see that writing poems in such a form is not easy and is not so simple. However, virtuous poets emerged in this sphere that is satisfied for any inconvenience that has been worn away and their impact on world literature is considerable.

The thing that makes it different from other contemporary poems, it is having a unique format and it is being regulated, and even reviewing its format from outer structure and order of the other poems are completely different. So, “Zolal” cannot be a series from different styles and this style is defined as a complete and independent. And it is also defined and its low is written before its birth.

“Zolal” as a defined format of poetry, on the second of January 2010 with principles of the details, along with twenty-three poems and with the example of the research findings was delivered via the Internet to the world of literature. Mr Azam Khujaste is the first poet and practical visitor of this style who welcomed it before anybody. Two days after the birth of Zolal, with a poem in this style he submitted a poem on my blog that showed his talent that can be practically demonstrated on this format. Mr. Khujaste is one of the famous and well-known poets of Tajikistan who is residing at the present time in Iran that we enjoy his words in the wide web. I proudly praise Mr. Khujaste as a talented poet in this field of poetry. His book “Clear well” is the first printed work in the form of Zolal and hopefully in a near future the number of such works will increase.

With the permission of respected readers I review the summary of useful content “Zolal”.

General definition of “Zolal”

“Zolal” is a poem that starts step by step equally from low level and split ends in the low point. This type of poem consists of 5 to 11 lines. According to the weight, the longest line of the middle row is called “mother line” and row around it is called “symmetric lines”. “Zolal” has two types: (Arooz and free) that there is special definition and principles for each of them.

This is the formula of Zolal from Mr. Azam Khujaste:

Don’t leave

Don’t go off from my home

Don’t set off from the world of my legend

Don’t corrupt this corner of my paradise

Oh my angel, stay with me don’t go from this shack

I still can fill your fragrance of presence

I’m like a butterfly around you,

Oh, my dearest, don’t leave me

In the poem “Zolal” the way of resets of the weights and downwards and upwards, look like conquering the peak demonstrated the triangular arithmetic space visualize and makes it appear the interesting world of imagination and meaning of creator.

“Zolal” is the best foundation for the formation of a new form of records that hold imagination and talents to the new look and feel of love and the mystical and rare images in this type of Transcendental poetry and can be reached to its peak in simple and clear language.

Descent and accent of weight in Zolal, deep feelings can have a vibration that often mirror movements in corner of the corners and rooted shortest word with the magic words, because the clearness of Zolal, is visible

This type of poetry has its own language and rhythm according to specific musical tastes and taste of poet that is made and rhythmic motion in regular waves will accompany. Poem, is real clear when despite the distance and observe the rhythm and step-defined principles of its own, be written in coordinated rhythm. However, this technique requires a lot skill and patience of master, and it is the best form of expressing affection, love and emotions. “Zolal” requires mobility, as it is clear from its plan, and it also demands for the size. It demands for order, corner and professional talents and privacy. Zolal, requires from the poet such abilities like precision and elegance and skills in order to create it in the lowest volume, in order to put strongest words in the form of regular and more advanced principles of transparency as it emerged.

The advantage of clear writing

The most important factor in this style is that it asks poet unlike their previous habits, use his arts and talents in to the newest and most advanced form of unprecedented and unique to the area emerged and brought in the form of letters and collects his sense in to this form.

However, due to the order and language technology and its own characteristics, it requires great concentration and imagination .I am sure that future generations entirely elaborate and will be interested in it, and work on writing clear, romantic and mystical art of exponential and they show their art on this style.

“Zolal”, says: I do not like playing with words, and filling with words, if you have an essence, go ahead.

Never let it makes anyone’s head feel the pain, just express quality, systematic and methodical! But artistically say!

In this style of poetry format all kinds of talent can take part, it might be the field of classical talent and white and free, (modern poetry) to

However, not everybody is able to write Zolal but it is an alert and move on to a new generation that not to waste their ancestor’s efforts and to take in to consideration what they have done for them.

Note: Usually in Zolal, simple language and pure words can be said and felt and transparent, honesty and mental, are expressed and transmitted fully in this form of poetry.

In other words, “Zolal” often says little, but it says the most important words.

Zolal says: Whatever I’ve learned anything is from the past and present. I respect all the lyrics and respect and even it is necessary and important for me to respect the future, but on the diversity and changes that have caused, committed and happy and not retail any time I take a taste. I would also like that other keep my respect as well.

Zolal types

In general, “Zolal” is divided into four types that include:

A – Zolal with prosodic rhyme

B – Zolal without rhyme prosodic

C – Free Zolal

D – Continuous Zolal

The general Law of Zolal is clear in these four types, but with this difference

General rule of Zolal

-1The first row and the last lines must have maximum five syllables at the maximum weight.

-2The number of syllables between two lines (the difference between the two steps of the adjacent line in the triangular Arooz weight, only two numbers and count syllables in a free triangle weights up to six numbers with a distance equal basis and climbing stairs had a sink. (Example: If the number of syllables, i.e. the second row the first row of the number of syllables, rhythm number two should be more third row from the second row, is two more. Similarly, it climbs two into two and a staircase to the mother row as fully symmetrical and equal distance will slowly decreases.

-3Musical rhythm from beginning to end should be fully preserved.

-4 Number of rows per Zolal, should not be less than five and not exceeding to 11

-5 The following rows should be written together

-6 Symmetrical rows, in terms of weight, length or number of syllables and according to the Arooz rhythm should be equal together.

(Note): The number of lines in all Zolal between prosodic has only two syllables.

Is “Zolal” poetry?

Logically “Zolal” is not poetry but one can writes a poem or lyrics in to this format and style. We have to see who writes and what does he writes. Although the ode is not poetry, but a poet can writes poetry in the format of an ode.

Well as a result Zolal is not poetry but you can write a Zolal poem.

Who created Zolal?

Now, “Zolal” is just a one year old and we already commenced debating about who is the founder of this poetical style. I think it is not so important to debate on this direction at the present time. We have to accept that Mr. Abolfazl Dada is the first founder of this style, and whatever the other say is just nonsense, because It was he who for the first time brought it to the world of Literature through internet. We have to let him to grow and we don’t have to be an obstacle in his way. This new style is not just for himself, but for entire Iran and the world. And we have to be proud that the founder and the creator of this new format is an Iranian poet not a foreigner. Although the number of Zolal poets are less, but we have not to lose our hope for its future development and improvements. It needs time to show its real face. It is just one year, and hopefully in future we will see how it develops and how the number of Zolal poets increases. Today Zolal is enlarging its circle in all around the world, in Tajikistan compositors and singers are trying to work on it. A group of tajik poets are learning this style.

The end…

Well, at the end, I hope that we come to our self and find out the reality of the literature’s significances, and importance and roles.

What I said is just been said many times, I have just repeated it. And I just said it for you in another language. Hopefully, you understand what I mean. Time is the best mirror and the best just.

May God bless us all!

A few Zolal from Mr Azam Khujaste:

New Day

My dream jumped out of bed

No one could become aware of wings of my sleep

When I remember Him unconsciously in the midnight, I became aware of self

My ears heard the myths of dream

New Day has arrived

Request

You

That your being,

Is life excuse

Come, I missed you a lot

Come and fill the hearts with love

And we give kisses

To each other lips

And you alive,

Me

Give me wine

Give me oh cupbearer wine

Give me a chance again

I get tired of myself and come again

Give me power and speed

Come cupbearer set me free of this chain

Give me pure mauve wine

Give me wine

Don’t leave

Don’t go off from my home

Don’t set off from the world of my legend

Don’t corrupt this corner of my paradise

Oh my angel, stay with me don’t go from this shack

I still can feel your fragrance of presence

I’m like a butterfly around you,

Oh, my dearest, don’t leave me

Affection and stamp

Feel affection

In our heart

Can be seen and can be felt

With balmy glance of each other

Confirmed love agreement

And our kisses,

On this accord,

Remain as stamped forever

Kiss me

Don’t be reluctant again, kiss me

Give me hug like an innocent child

Wherever you are whether on the sky or under the earth

Come and kiss me

Get rid of pitfalls and get to me

Come and peacefully kiss me

Come and kiss me…

In a nighttime

There was a beloved with me

Our home like a school was-

Trial and scales of fever

That was a treasured night

Don’t say

Don’t utter from my love

Don’t speak from my passion

Never say that from passion you became my friend

Don’t even gossip to the nightingales and the cypress and tulip of the garden and lawn

Here the word “love” makes upheavals

Don’t say from the breakdown

Oh, my darling, don’t say

Satan

Satan

Had reached

In order to do mischief

To apart me easily

From the direct path

Oh God, for the sake of godliness

Irritate him again this time

So in order Satan

Is Cursed

Cheerfulness

Once night arrived

Two lips touched each other

The stars and galaxies were the eyewitness of this bliss

A boundless glory came to the unlimited land

Parting and solitude pulled away from the time

And the party of festivity came to my home

The ecstasy has come

Come

Throw out grief, and come

Spring approaches, you come as well

Come next spring, we live in bliss

Come to the garden, to this shrine

Come up my darling Come up!

Way out

When I saw you,

You did not look at me

And I got sad from my awful fate

That we couldn’t reach to each other

I ask God to protect me from being alone

Childhood

Childhood was a legend

Playing, was inside the house

Brother and sister all next to one another far from the pain and sorrow

Sympathizer and sympathetic mother day and night was like butterflies around us

We were all in perfect satiety having fun in thanks to Father

We were like chickens and each of his trees of garden was like nest

Our hair was brushing every morning and evening

Mother’s hands were as soft as the breeze

It was a treasured reminiscence

I came

I came back

I came back with a torn heart

The years of parting and separation injured my heart

And I came back because found out that you resort to connect,

May not be distances and boundaries between us any more

I came back with a broken heart

Firdavsi Azam

How long must be away?

How long must we stay away from each other?

Oh Samarqand and Bukhara?

It’s time a for both of you two orphans

Come back and link you self with your roots.

Although blade ignorance and neglect of our injustice separated us from the source

This course gives the entire history an unforgettable advice

But if some percentage of water goes away

They still are together

Finally Judgment of God

Break clause

Getting off

Hold the Earth

Right here

Where… all is there

But no one can be seen as real

I want to get off

Clear thought

I have the thought of harmony and peace
In reaching the goal with intimate friends
Although there are a lot of barriers
…which restraint our targets
…and put fire on the woods.
But I think of roots not fatality and loss

For Jura Yususfi

Friend

In the middle of the day,
When the evening was emerging,
I would hear your voice
From “Radio Khorasan”

My exhausted and tired body
was captivated in the prison of reminiscences
And heart was in depth grieve and lament

And I enjoyed from this captivity,
These injuries…

Friend oh, friend

We had life experience together,
With all its joys and sorrows
With all falling down and ups
With all much and less…
What are you?
That your voce has broken my crying
And tightened the alas from my chest

Friend, oh friend

I know that you are fond of Iran
And I’m also devotee to this holy place
The ground that we are appeared and will get lost in it too…
And this love that connected to Divine love
It shows our selfness
In order we be our self
And found who we are.

Friend oh, friend

What a lament is hiding in our heart
It’s a sorrowful grieve that is too sad
And the world is like an eye of ant is so small
That is unable to hold and take it
Our lament is the infant of Time and Sky…

Friend oh, friend

Our homeland is under protection of Merciful God
It is a safe shelter
But to all these…
I’m in a deep grieve
You tell me what and to whom is this lament?

In this time of sunset
That right now the blade of darkness is covering it
I sow how the bright day smiles…

Memory of mother
My heart weeps and cries, spring came without you,
Tears from my eyes, spring came without you.
Without you and father under this malicious world
Happiness is fleeing away that spring came without you.
Around your glorious tomb in the burial ground
Today the wheat will grow but spring came without you.
Last night I was howling as I was far from you,
It was raining outside, spring came without you.

Poet…

A poet wrote poetry
That
In that was the nature of mirror
In which the mirror,
He has found face and character of himself
His poetry and writings became infamous…..

Night

Night was lucid and apparent

We were together

Away from the grief and sorrow
Away from all talks of why and what

The wind was blowing your hair

And this was a mirror from our future

That we saw that, and we did not see that…

And we reached until here…

May be

I take into prison all memories

To perhaps…

I could find a way to escape from them.

Hope

I have broken my voice in silence
For insurance on being a free man
For I could release myself from selflessness
And make myself another man.

I have broken my voice in silence
For I could see how my crying dies in me
And laughter takes roots in me forever.

May not it be!

Hundred doors will be opened in other time
If
The other one is closed
Hundred rings is connected
If
One is discrete and disconnected
If a beloved pass from garden of the heart
Never say that,
The heart be broken

We know we have self-absorption
One who comes to his self?
Will get rid of selflessness
«We see the face of our beloved in the cup»
Hafez recite that Khujasta will be your disciple
I expressed my heart’s feeling on behalf of poetry
Oh, I hope you wouldn’t say
Eyes are getting tired

Night

You came again?

You are welcome to me!

The stars are glad to see you again

And your arrival is welcome to me.

The moon brightens your face,

A puff of breeze brushes your hairs.

And every where is covered by your darkness,

But,

I’m not happy to see you again

And I’m not interested in you,

Because of coming alone again

And did not bring my dream with you,

Oh night,

You never wanted to help me out,

To get me out of this horrible thoughts,

Don’t you know that I’m tired and bored of being with them?

Don’t you know that I’m subjected with anguish sorrow?

Right now I’m lying up on a comfortable sofa

Trying to sleep, but I can’t close my eyes,

Night, oh night,

Please bring back my previous dreams

Why couldn’t I get to sleep?

Why at night should I be sleepless?

Come, come every night oh my dreams,

I’m expecting you impatiently

Dream, oh dream!

Come to my dream tonight
Oh my sympathetic friend come to my dream tonight
Oh my cures for illness come to my dream tonight.
As I became far away from your presence and sight
I subjected to pain and anguish, come to my dream tonight.
When you are not with me, I quarrel with myself
Don’t make me sad and despair come to my dream tonight.
Whatever you wish and whatever you desire for,
I’m ready sacrificing myself, come to my dream tonight.
While you are with me, I feel like I hold the world,
I can’t live without you come to my dream tonight.
The reason for my existence depends upon your pure love
You are the source of my being, come to my dream tonight.

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Biography
Azam Khujasta was born in 1955 in Khudgifi Soya village, Mastchoh district,
Sougd region, Tajikistan. He has completed his study on history and sociology at Dushanbe State University. His poems and writings are very well known in Tajikistan, Afghanistan, Russia and in collections like “The history of Mastchoh” (Az ta’rikhi Mastchoh), “Purl of heart” (Surmai dil) and many others.
His new publication under the name of “Light and shade” (Soyarushan) has just got published and author offers his readers his selective poems.
In his book author makes an effort to describe his dreams and passions and hope and love as a journalist and as a man who has gone through the light and shade aspects of life.
His poems like: “Revival of Pars has come “, “Light and shade”, “Solitude”,” Tonight as usual nights”, “Oh Lord”, “Besides the despair”, “White gold”, “Wish”, “Come to my dream”, “Consequences”, “Error”, “Request”, “Four dervishes”, “Last word” “Hope” and many others that are published in this book and other books and newspapers.

Tonight as usual nights

Your remembrance of love has stolen my dream tonight as usual nights
It opened the door of dream tonight as usual nights
Your face has brightened in the mirror of my thought
It changed me into some one, tonight as usual nights
You came to me like something I wand more
I put my head on your feet tonight as usual nights
Oh my sweetheart renews me and makes me love myself
No matter what is going to happen, tonight as usual nights
Remove my essence and make a new world out of me
Show me who I’m really, tonight as usual nights
As you see I become so brutal and bad manner
Immediately get rid of me tonight as usual nights
I never look at some one else while I have you with me.
Release me from selfish chain tonight as usual nights