Poem: Smoky Afternoon Memory – Hong Soi
Smoky Afternoon MEMORY
Author: Hong Soi
Autumn has passed, do you still remember?
The green dyke we two chase butterflies
Under the river, the shadow of love hovers
The trail is full of love
The afternoon gradually let go of the sun’s rays forever lingering
Smell the scent of afternoon smoke in memory
Youthful heart rosy
The windy night returns to the heart of passion
On the day of parting, I was shy and clumsy
Puffed lips, purple afternoon dreams
The puppy keeps circling around
Rain whispers on the porch
In the afternoon, the clouds are drifting slowly
The gentle wind rushes to the waiting place
Out at sea, the waves rise, the sea calls
Dreamy eyes mixed with nostalgia
Standing proudly guarding the border
Thirsty for love but heart is not wavering
Despite danger, always steady the gunner
The waves are full of country love tunes
Looking forward to winter, we will come back to the dike
Release the soul of the countryside, the old road of chasing butterflies
Eyes shimmering in choking caress
Pink heart beats keep rising!
Poem: Early Winter – Nghia Tran
EARLY WINTER RED
Poetry: Nghia Tran
The North Wind blows at the beginning of the cold season
The mist is burdened with sorrow
Winter has returned, where did the sun rays hide?
Empty road covered with rain
Clouds hovering flocks of migratory birds
Garden of dreams, flowers, bud, half-closed
The tree is also sad to drop a lonely leaf
Bare branches of self-pity and foolishly crying
Dawn to the sun does not go to school
The field of lazy grass grows and wants to be surrounded
Storks looking for fish are not enough to call the flock
The riverbank is empty of the unfinished bridge
The dreary sleeping street is so sad
Remember to collect warm, tolerant breaths
Winter has come and it is extremely cold
The heart is numb, confused and broken
Far away, dear, do you remember?
The first memory was surprised to send love
Arms hugging, breathing quickly, and gently kissing
Sweet red lips in the old year
Poem: HANOI WINNER – Phan Thi Tuyet Van
HANOI WINNER SUMMER
Poetry by Phan Thi Tuyet Van
The wind turns to season Hanoi without you.
The sun also turns off the clouds pull the curtain to cover
On the corner of the street, the humpback bird coughed.
Thu was upset, so she led her to leave.
The night toad shop no longer whispers.
The scent of milk flowers also doesn’t seem to drop.
The street is cold because of the storm.
Pulled back to tilt the tree line.
The wind turns to season to shake the nostalgia.
The street does not sleep every minute numb.
Drops of rain fell on the weeds.
Khuc Thuy Du still holds the oath.
Golden cabbage season is all over the dyke.
Pulling nostalgia back to the realm of fantasy.
Find some sunshine to warm your cold, cold heart.
Roll yourself up…
Hurry into winter…!
A rain drop of the autumn
Hanoi July 12, 10
Poem: MOMENT OF SUMMER – Phan Huy Hung
SUMMER TRANSFER TIME
(poem by Phan Huy Hung)
Strange season change moment
The whole autumn sky is wearing a green shirt
Cotton clouds with buttons
The wind kisses the hair
The summer pavement clings to the heels of my lipstick…
Suddenly winter comes to close the curtain
Put on a gray leather jacket
The wind is like a knife that cuts through the skin
Slow walkers… whispering…
The moment of my poetry
at the change of season
It’s like something is sacred
lull the sleeping person
sing for the awake…
Poem: MEMORY OF TRANSFER – Truong Tuy Anh
MEMORY OF SUMMER TRANSFER
Poetry by Truong Tuy Anh
The tree swings in the wind
Falling… falling… the eagle leaf
Sounds passionate somewhere
The breath of the east wind
Canola flowers bloom bright yellow
The golden sun falls in front of the door
Fading the ball of the field
East slowly walks
Autumn used braces goodbye
I miss you dearly
When the fog wet your shoulders
Nostalgia is more filled
Old memories come flooding
First love is not easy to forget
Just because I’m stupid
Nostalgic break up
Let the heart sob…!
Poem: HEO MAY – NT Nguyen Van Chuong.
Poetry: NT Nguyen Van Chuong.
Before winter break – 1991.
Soon to see sporadic rain
The pond is blooming with purple flowers
Afternoon flickering wick
Gourd tops of mules.
Tangerine is red with curved branches
Want to still hesitate
I offer half a persimmon
But keep it sweet.
Leave the harvest season
Autumn and leave gently
Fragrance of lotus leaves wrapped in rice
Sometimes in luggage?
The heart suddenly remembers
The day with you to welcome autumn
Rice is dreaming of a girl
The wind softly sings a lullaby.
Moon shadow with water balloon
My shadow is your shadow
Along the way, the scent of milk flowers
Forever in the green.
Let me go to dinner before
Autumn also changes color
My letter with warm clothes
Good luck about remembering each other.
The sun still pours honey
Has a wasteful income?
Three hundred circles of the Earth (*)
Any further away?
Even if you get stuck a thousand times
It’s still time to say goodbye
Sorry not ripe yet
Make your heart more likeable.
Poem: HANOI NIGHT BACK – Tuan Nguyennh
HANOI WINNER NIGHT
Poetry Tuan Nguyennh
Listening to the radio, Hanoi is windy tonight
In this, I … collect the sun and send it to you
Please keep it… the warmth of your love
Warm me up… raise me to a good night’s sleep.
Keep dreaming… let the dream be more beautiful
If it’s cold, I’ll give you a warm kiss
Hanoi in the East … our love is deeper.
We remember each other … in the price of the East.
In here… the sun is still engrossed
Playing with the wind … like teasing him with nostalgia.
Dat Mui girl tilts her hat … make it a charm!
Still inconsolable .. nostalgia for Hanoi in the winter.
Sent the sun… remember to keep me warm!
Poem: DONG DO GO – DINH KHAI
Winter is back
Poetry: DINH KHAI
Just passed the rainy days
With so many unpredictable consequences
Haven’t calmed down to normal life yet
Winter has come with a cold wind
Love my sister on the closed road
Perhaps not used to the weather has changed seasons
Warm clothes forgot to bring but the cold wind kept pushing
I try to drive on the street
Love the poor mothers in the alley
With the early morning hawker welcoming
Love the sisters in the remote village
Busy with the fields, don’t mind the cold
And also, the unfortunate lives
Rice is not enough, warm clothes are not enough to cover
It’s just the beginning of the season when the winter wind comes
The cold winter is still waiting ahead
I only wish that my compatriots all over the country
Life gets better, poverty will pass
Full of rice and clothes to welcome the arrival of winter.
Poem: Dong Vuong – Do Huong
Do Huong’s Poetry
Is October angry?
Because the East is invisible
Happy piggy luck stir
Urges Thu to tremble her lips
October is like the wind
Make the East shiver
Fall in love with the golden autumn
The East has crept back to explore
Wave goodbye to break up
The whole area of maple leaves red
Where is the autumn color?
Winter is freezing cold all around
30 / 10 / 2017
Poem: WINTER NIGHT 2 – Pham Hung
WINTER NIGHT 2
Pham Hung’s Poetry
Late milk scent, nostalgic embrace of autumn
Can’t bury the cold of winter day
In the middle of the old town, the leaves are covered with leaves
The sound of street vendors drifted into the wind of the Red River.
The fog filled the moon suddenly turned into an illusion
The late-night light stands on the side of the summer
Where is it… the tumultuous summer night?
I feel like a song of cicadas.
Miss your little hands dearly
The warmth of the cold winter days
Wandering aimlessly through many streets
Where are you now? I turned into a lunatic.
PH. December 20.12.2016, XNUMX
Poem: Early Winter – Phan Hoang
EARLY WINTER RED
Poetry by Phan Hoang
This morning the wind is cold at the door
As if winter is near
Put on a coat, I go to the market street
Light drizzle wet the umbrella
Warm clothes are displayed along the street
The call for “discount” is loud
And wedding music dispels the frost
The bride and groom are happy
I remember the island border
Day and night soldiers patrolling
The cold wind needs a thicker coat
Tracking the enemy’s eyeballs beyond the range
Winter has come to say goodbye to beautiful autumn
Milk flowers on the side of the road want to fall
People who want to be a little closer together
Through the cold winter… welcome to the fresh spring!
Poem: East Wind – Trinh Thanh Hang
Trinh Thanh Hang’s poetry
The east wind is coming, the rain is blowing gently
Autumn is over and still nostalgic for the season of love
Walking hand in hand in the middle of the night
I’m passionate about giving love
The cold of early winter is not enough to numb
The long drooping willow reflects the water of Sword Lake
Autumn passed, the rain sowed seeds
I long to welcome the coming winter day
This winter I round the world
Embrace the warmth to give you
On the shore of the lake, gentle footsteps leaning
The Huc Bridge, a couple of lovers walking
Autumn just go without an appointment
Winter has come to bring love and passion
Wrapped in tangerines, we exchanged vows
Hanoians are waiting for those who are far away
Shrink away even though it’s not sunny
Yellow canola flowers are still brilliant on the dyke
In the distance, I miss Hanoi, I’m back
I languish under the gentle wind in the winter afternoon
In the afternoon, the soft lips trembled slightly
I’m floating engrossed in desire
Wild passions suddenly surged
Winter has come to lead us into the fog
Trinh Thanh Hang’s poetry
Poem: THIS IS HUGE! – As low as Tran
THIS IS HUGE!
Poetry Ha like Tran
It’s already winter
stop being angry!
I reconnect, the thread is about to break
I’m so scared, the winter night is long… awake
Are you restless… the wick comes back
My whole life
How many dreams do you dream?
It’s nostalgia, it’s stupid….nostalgia
Is forever, never disappears
Winter has come, you are present!
We drink together
cool fresh water
Together with warm measles throughout the cold soup
I quietly do not need elaborate words
Counting heartbeats, then sinking… silent
With you, I’ll be happy all winter.
Ha Nhu Tran
Poem: TRANSFER NIGHT – Hien Minh
Hien Minh Poetry
Tonight… the cold wind is coming
Autumn is sad and quiet…flying to heaven
Yellow chrysanthemum looked around bewildered
The cold is coming, the blue eyes are wet
Remember to collect … yellow chrysanthemums stop laughing
Autumn yellow chrysanthemum, how many people paint poetry
Look at that… chrysanthemums are waiting
Eyes wide open, bewildered by love
That’s right! Don’t be surprised
Winter is coming… chrysanthemum coming…innocent love
Beautiful love, have three weeks of dreams
Even the mistresses gave up…the crowd was waiting…and went
The law of heaven has been determined… has been prescribed…
Autumn is old…have to go…winter come back
SG October 22, 10
Poetry: Hien Minh
Poem: SECTION OF SUMMER – Moon Anh
Poetry: Moon Anh
It’s getting chilly in late autumn
I am saddened by the changing seasons
Quietly looking at the small curtain
Every cold wind blows the cold winter
Small sad raindrops on each leaf
The drops of sorrow slowly drift away
Suddenly, I feel my heart fluttering
Thinking of my hometown..! I miss you so much
Half a turn, the two sides love each other,
Do you know if people remember me now?
Or are you having fun running out of a cup of hot love wine?
With a soulmate passionate pink lips
The old oath, still loving now
Always remember deep in my heart
Every afternoon anxiously waiting
Light up faith in a warm happy room
Poem: Lap Dong – Chu Minh Khoi
Chu Minh Khoi’s Poetry
Lap Dong street and I founded you
Love the flickering cold of two centuries
The clouds were flying while thinking:
Why are we not lucky pigs?
The overpass slopes steeply day by day
The one who carries the sun to the other side of memory
The heart seems to sleep in the chest
Suddenly resurrected on the street singing love songs.
The old road suddenly bloomed full of flowers
On a streetcar carrying winter to the city
Chrysanthemum passionate breath
The years of mourning call each other back.
Sudden cold in the time of passion
The buildings trembled in the white mist
Away from the road that leads us back to the sun
The street is freezing and you are making me.
Poem: TRANSFER OF SUMMER – Ho Viet Binh
Ho Viet Binh’s Poetry
Outside on the porch, raindrops fall
Seeing the old mother wearing a sweater
At five o’clock the city lights up
The season of the season, the sky is overcast.
Winter has not come yet Autumn is sad and gloomy
Or autumn still longing for the golden sunshine
I suddenly feel sad when I think of you
That afternoon he left very quickly.
The moment of parting, the north wind came rushing
Hiding in your heart, I’m confused and ecstatic
How long do you wait for me to say love?
Just use bracing to push you and love.
Only now do I know one thing
That love is more than friendship
Just a little more I’m over the limit
The two of us will turn you into love.
This morning, the cold wind blew a lot
I have to wait until the winter afternoon to come
Don’t rush, I teach you to wait
Let the wonderful love ripen more.
First lesson in life…
…i understood already.
Poem: Startled I Realized – Nguyen Dinh Cuong
Shocked I Realized
Poetry: Nguyen Dinh Cuong
Autumn just gone a few days
But the sky was overcast
I want lullabies
Far away – did you know?!
Rays of sunshine in the afternoon
Deer eyes look dumbfounded
Autumn has been lying dormant
East is still afraid.
You have gone far
To freeze you
The strong wind has gone
Touch your dream lips.
Outside the curtain hear the noise
Startled, I realized
I’m not a woman
Why do love avoid…?!
It’s cold outside
That’s right! Winter just arrived
I’m not a dreamer
Winter makes me so sad…!
Poem: BEGINNING OF Winter – Artist Lam Binh
Poetry: Artist Lam Binh
At the end of the year, Saigon will be cold
Outside, it’s now turning to the East
No message to you, my heart is sad
Immerse yourself in the nostalgia of winter
I will always remember an autumn morning in Hanoi
Lucky pig mixed with a little sad autumn
Falling…leaves hesitantly…falling leaf by leaf…
The sun caresses gently and falls on the branches
At the root of the alligator, there are two pigeons poking their wings
No matter how big or small, only they know!
I’m here I’m giggling
When I asked: Do you know what they say?
I’m confused and can’t find the answer
The sudden downpour came!
He wraps his arms around the ecstatic warmth…
I thought it was like the smell of fragrant nuggets was tightly intertwined
Afraid of the wind accidentally creeping in
Tighten your embrace I gently inhale…
The sweet earnestness in you
It’s Hanoi! As pure as autumn full of nostalgia…
After so many seasons, it’s still burning hot…
Even though I’m far away…I’m still longing for you!
Ho Chi Minh City April 5, 10
Poems Are Winters Coming – Phan Thu Ha
HAS WINTER HAS BEEN COMING?
Poetry by Phan Thu Ha
Hey Hanoi! Has winter come yet?
The sky in Saigon this morning was foggy on the street corner
Whose house is the sesame flower?
Let go of the small alley
And people’s hearts fluttered with raindrops
Suddenly I want to hug Hanoi in my arms
Let the cold of the beginning of the season caress your skin
To hangover in the afternoon
Follow the birds to avoid the cold
Take the sunset to the sky
Hanoi is now autumn must have passed
Why is someone else’s photo still tender and chrysanthemum
I fly ao dai
Like a dream like a reality
Calling my heart nostalgia
Has winter come?
Phan Thu Ha