Poem - Oh, Love Ainur Kumarkhanova (Kajakhstan)

Ainur Kumarkhanova – Poet, Translator, Cultural Ambassador

Ainur Serikovna Kumarkhanova was born on March 10, 1983, in Semiyar village, Beskaragai district, Semipalatinsk region, Kazakhstan. A talented poet and translator, she has contributed significantly to modern world literature with her lyrical voice and humanitarian message.

Between 2005 and 2011, she released several poetry collections, including *“Noble Dream”*, *“My Swallows”*, and *“Pyramid”*. Her works reflect themes of peace, love, and the spiritual strength of the human soul.

Kumarkhanova is a member of the North American Writers' Union and currently serves as Vice-President of CESART, the International Literary Association in Spain, representing Kazakhstan. She is also a member of the German Literary Academicians Association (LiK) and acts as a global representative of the Association for Peace in Saudi Arabia. Additionally, she represents an international newspaper from Bangladesh.



Oh, Love
Ainur Kumarkhanova

Oh, Love – what beauty you once bore,
So tender, sweet – I longed for more. 
To your power I bowed, subdued, 
But now… your face, it leaves me bruised.

Disgust now lingers in your trace, 
You stole my calm, my sacred place. 
Once you left, then came again, 
With promises that turned to pain.

How easy now is love to claim, 
To toss a vow, to play the game. 
Cheap are words and cheaper feelings, 
False Romeos with hollow dealings.

What’s sacred now? Not wedding rings — 
One marries what another brings. 
And faithfulness? A fading flame, 
A dream we only call by name...

Oh, Love, you said you would return, 
That burning truths within you burn. 
Yet lied again, and time just flew, 
You came back like there’s nothing new.

My “love” turned out to be a cage, 
A burning pit, not Heaven’s stage. 
You are the man — and devil too, 
The one I loved… now I'm through.

©® Ainur Kumarkhanova