Артист ,музыкант,певица, автор,песен,учитель,композитор,писатель. Литературной деятельностью увлекаюсь с детства,но жизнь сложилась так,что всё своё время уделяла музыке и только в последние годы я нашла время отдать себя литературе.Окончила Белорусскую государственную Академию музыки ,имею степень бакалавра искусств.Награждена дипломом 3 степени республиканского конкурса пианистов (1992) .Лауреат международного конкурса вокалистов “GrandPrix of Ukraine ” (2010.Киев) и дипломант того же конкурса в номинации “Авторская песня”.Член союза музыкальных деятелей Беларуси. Член вразийского общества ECG (London ) .В 2018 году издала книгу сказок в России и Беларуси ,которые уже получили высокую оценку читателей из разных стран мира.Призёр 7 Международного конкурса “Open Eurasia -2018” в номинации “Children Literature ” и дипломант международного литературного конкурса “Хранители наследия в действии ” в номинации “Для духовного развития и За служение отечественной литературе “.В настоящее время работаю над книгой в жанре научной фантастики и продолжаю писать сказки.
Artist, musician, singer, songwriter , teacher, composer, writer. “I have been interested in literature activities since childhood, but life turned out so all my time was devoted to music and only recent years I have found the time to dedicate myself to literature.” She graduated from Belarusian State Academy of Music with Bachelor of Arts degree. Awarded a diploma (3 prime) of the Republican piano competition (1992). Winner of an international competition of vocalists “GrandPrix of Ukraine” (2010.Kiev) and have got the diploma of the same competition in the nomination “Author’s song”. Member of the society of Music actors of Belarus. Member of the society ECG (London). In 2018 published a book of fairy tales in Russia and Belarus which have already been praised by readers from different countries of the world. Winner of the 7th International competition “Open Eurasia -2018” in the nomination “Children Literature” (3 prime) and has got a diploma of international literary competition «Heritage Keepers in action” (Prague) in the nomination “For spiritual development and for service to a native literature “. Currently working on a book in the genre of science fiction and keeps writing fairy tales.
ODE to the CAT
Once in the middle of nowhere
The cat has jumped into a tree.
Inside he found a chain and chair
Said: “Wow! What a miracle this tree!”
He threw a chain away ,more far
And went for a walk with chair…
That time an ant, a leaflet and a nut
Got invitations for the wedding.
With inner turmoil they reached a door
Where they had often been before.
Ant says: “Miss Sweety are you in ?”
Ant says : “Miss Sweety are you in?
Nobody’ s answer yet, shall we come in ?”
There table waited for them with a delightful plates
One main course was tomatoes “damates “
Uh-huh! Uh-huh !
The Nut says : ” Friends! Let’s wait for Miss !Don’t touch!
The Nut says : ” Friends!Let’s wait some mess!Just keep it!
Our miss with groom I hope
She’ll soon get home !
Let’s take some snack
And step outside alone.
Look !? Threads !?
Guide us to a boat
Let’s flee ! Uh- huh!
Uh-huh ! Let’s flee !”
(The bride came home)
“What an amazing evening!” says she,
“Hello my dear tree, hello my lizards!
Gardeners went home, guards still aren’t here.”
Says she:”How nice to stay alone
But where’s my groom?”
Says she:”I hug you lovely tree ,
I bet you’re very very old.
Reminds me something…
Haydi*.Put some water into hollow.
It seems someone is here.
Weird thing! My Lord!
Seems self-invited is hiding by the sea!?
She says: “Is there Mr Windy Bloom?
She says: “What is he doing over there?”
*Haydi – Turkish; means “Lets”
Our Miss went talk with him
But there were only sand and grass sprout.
She says: “How come one grass sprout is
Separately germinating here?
How come I’m still alone?
Where is he? Where’s my groom?
I was so happy, heard his voice,
Few hours back he’d phoned me
And everything was clear.
(still sitting at the seaside)
It’s three past midnight
What I supposed to do
What is my wish?
To throw an orange deeply to the river.
(trowing an orange and goes to her premises)
Kardeşım nerdesin? Size ben çok özledim. *
Kalbim seni olmadan çok üzülüyor.
Bu günlerde neden ruhum meraklandı size ya
Canım benim sevgilerimle hep.
*Dear brother where are you ? I miss you very much.My heart without you in grief.Those days why did my soul so worried about you .With my love to you always.
When our Miss had tried to sleep
The Cat went hunting
And he left his trouvaille-chair
He catched a bird for supper near tree
Then found two dead fish
Were they lying by the sea
To be convienced that they’re dead
He danced slowbreak for them
Then with a grief in heart
He walked discreetly to a lane and
Reached his overwhelming chair
“let’s wait “, he says.
“let’s wait “, he says:
“Well ,not in vain i’ve found that chair”.
First to come in for a wedding party
Was unrevealed big big Ace
Our cat had said :
“Tonight the famous wedding
Take its place in heaven!”
And he heard a replica to him I guess:
“We’ll burn them with
A bonfire of one match”.
“Tomorrow maybe they will go
To celebrate to Mars”,says cat,
“They’re unconditionally crazy
And very very rich they’re.”
If now they deepen into heaven-
The groom, the bride
I wonder might it be
more suffers then for them?
And where is justice?
If Justice is exist, unfortunately,
Still she is far from them and far from heaven.”
The next that came was a swarm of bees,
They buzz:”What shall the wedding dinner be?
They buzz:”What shall the wedding dinner be?
Some candy lolipops and “Biryani”! *
They buzz:”Where shall the wedding dinner be?”
They buzz:”Where shall the wedding dinner be?
Inside a hollow tree!”, they buzz:
“Inside a hollow tree!”
The next that came was a swarm of ants
Our Miss said them:”You came too early!
*a spicy muslim dish
Please,let me sleep,let stay alone!
Don’t wanna see you all!Go home!
Just Look ahead!The gardeners are working!
Too noisy here! Please get home!
I have a meeting with a pilot soon!
I’ll follow you with my dreams!
Please, don’t afraid, don’t worry !”
The next that came was Pope!
“My God!Probably I’m dreaming!”
Says cat:”Shall I wash up my face?”
Says cat:”Shall I wash up my face?!
What is a gift of Fate!All of a sudden!
My lord!The chair I had found for him I guess!
For such a great occasion with a kind pleasure
I will clean that chair! Faasst!
All dust away! One -two! One -two!
All dust away! One-two! One -two!
Some water here! Quickly! Fast!
One-two! One -two! Washed over!
Now let this chair alone dry on the sun.
Will be like new one! Wheels up!
The last that came… His name
I don’t remember.
I’ll tell you later guys.”
Is our Miss still waiting for her groom
Uh-Huh Uh-Huh !
Is our Miss still waiting for her groom
She brought some flowers
Fragile and deeply clear.
That scent was perfect.
Her last threads to joy!
Her pale lips kissed them
And her eyes were full of tears
I hope still they’are bloomin’ well
She couldn’t sleep
She was somewhere in between –
Her dreams and tangibility ,I guess …
Again she sees groom’s father suddenly
She knew he was from Isparta.
Her gush of love to him met wave of hate !
He didn’t recognize our Miss.
And on the other hand
He stepped right at her near bed mat.
Instantly thereby he had betrayed her .
She said:”My friends,I wish you knew
How many years I looked after him,
Inspite I haven’t met him yet !
And his Isparta’s son as well!
I left my dreams because of them
And now, Must I see his veritable face?!
What does that mean? These years were false?
How life is cruel sometimes to us
Creator, I know he’ll punish them !
He’ll punish all who goes against
The rules and lows of our nature.
My lovely flowers I’ll be back to you
One day or soon.
In our awesome garden you will bloom .
Together,I can’t leave you.
It’s too much pain inside ….
I think I’m dyin’…..
But I’m with you ….”
She says: “Cryptology it’s what ,my friends,
I’ve heard before something about.
What else for now ?Shall I lit up a candle?
More easy now to breath
But sound of lawn mower
Makes me mad.
These slaves of God, they are so nice and funny.
Each early morning they’ve sent me smile
And i love them.
They know well how to feed our Mother Earth
Where is the poison? I prefer that…
For now I don’t know more than that .
If you have more to say
Here is my hat.”
what were the roots of that balsamic tree whose branches still giving nuts of beauty dreams in a saint water?That place is our eldest homeland isn’t it ?One man filled the hollow of our tree and now the sun is shining brightful ! Look !Our shelter isn”t home for them! Mars planet dryed our tears and sorrow.Shall we follow the red circle or wait, sir , there near the tree more words await us to be given 17.02. 2019