Autor: Nia S. Amira

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