Top 7 best and most meaningful poems by Laika (Nguyen Lai)

The world forgets you…you come back home
Back to mom’s pickle jar
Come back to hear my father smile softly
“He’s grown up…still like a child.”

I come back to close my eyes and sleep well
After the hustle and bustle, people are no longer entangled in dust
I come back to smell the wood stove
The warmth of love crept into every cell.

I come back to fulfill my desires
After worrying, I somewhat forgot
I return to stay away from busy life
Hear her smile in her wrinkled eyes.

I come back to hear the wind blow
See the beautiful, fat, chubby pigs
I’m back after dark days
Ignite love in every full heartbeat.

-Lai Ka-

This is a poem the author is on a bus ride home. Reading the poem makes us, especially the children far from home, feel sobbing. In this chaotic and calculating world, home is the most peaceful place for us to return to. There are warm arms of parents, a tray of meager but heartwarming rice, good sleep without worries and dreams. When I go home, I become a good child of my parents, and can be myself. So no matter how much you long to spread your wings, how many new lands, how many new friends you meet, coming home is the best feeling you can have, right? So when your feet are tired and your soul is tired with the hustle and bustle out there, pick up your backpack and go home right away.

If you love it, you know what to do
I just want to see you because I miss you every day
Many times when I sit alone, I am afraid
If we knew, would people be happy?

If I lost my love, I’ll miss it in the morning and afternoon
Don’t ask…said to myself…so angry
But just saw a few lines people texted
Smile again, forgetting to be angry at people.

If I lost my love, I often hum
Then sit and dream about the lyrics in it
That one day on the little road
People and I…were catching the wind…holding hands.

If I lost my love, I only know now
Seeing people sad makes me sad all day
Miss a smile that many sleepless nights
Sometimes it’s heartbreaking… people just don’t care.

If I lost my love, I just want to care
Want to be with people…closer…closer
Wait until one day people’s hearts open
Let this heart be less anxious for no reason.

If I like to lose… people don’t know.

-Lai Ka-

If you have ever liked a person, then you will understand the feelings of the girl in this poem. The feeling of missing a glance, a smile, always looking forward to a person, but acting like they don’t care, don’t care about other people is the author’s feelings when first knowing “like” a person. Surely you are too. And no matter what age you are, these first vibrations are still as innocent and pure as this, right?

Give me your hand
I take you back to the old days
Back to childhood, bathing in the first summer rain
The rain poured down on the sky, washing away all the dust from the road, the hustle and bustle
I plucked coconut leaves, Tet locusts for each other to play.

Hurry up bro
Under the village pond, the kids are enjoying swimming
Don’t worry, it’s okay if you don’t know how to swim
I cut an old banana tree, you hug it tight, swing your legs and pedal for a while and you will know how to swim right away.

Here you come…
You and I play billiards
You lost and fell asleep crying
I make a face, pay you a whole bunch
You laughed again, and asked to play again.
Just one more time, you lose and don’t ask me to pay again.

Over there, a new bloom of tigon flowers
You bend down, channel me up, I cut a few bunches
Invite more children
In two guilds, the girl’s family and the boy’s family, I played the game of bride and groom.

Take the bottle
You and I went to the field to catch crickets
This cricket has huge thighs to
Any child must know his hand.

Fly a kite…
The wind has come up to cool the whole field
You hold the string, I jump up, run fast lest the kite can’t catch the wind
A!
It’s flying
Long tail
It’s so high
Tied to the tree, I lie on the grass, listening to the smooth water flow.

Just stay here a little longer
I want to cut bamboo and play with you
Shooting each other a lot, running and screaming, breathing heavily
I know, you will lose to me again.

Do you think…is there anything else you haven’t tried
Play great, play pass, catch dragonflies…any game I like
If only I could stay here
Busy having fun, joking around
Not going back now.

It’s dark already
Come back quickly, lest your parents worry
I want a miracle to stop time passing, so that childhood will last forever
Clear laughter
Keep May Stay
Be a child
do not know the smell of emptiness, loneliness.
Goodbye childhood, I have to grow up.

-Lai Ka-

What was your childhood like, is it similar to what the author mentioned above? The author’s childhood did not have the weekends when his parents let him go to the park, the zoo, to watch movies, but the hot summer afternoons running with his friends chasing grasshoppers, locusts, and catching cicadas at night. , sometimes skipping school to pick sims, herding buffaloes, flying kites, playing with friends… Those were innocent, happy and beautiful days. But, no matter how beautiful childhood is, it will pass and we can’t get younger and live those years again, we can only keep it as the best memories of life, so that every time we remember come back, even though it’s a bit regretful, it’s very happy, isn’t it?

Take advantage of your younger days
Go where you can go in life
Free to laugh and freely play
Because youth does not stay forever.

Take advantage of the foolish days
Do things that are comfortable, even if crazy
Don’t waste spring to be wet and sad
Because no money can buy a green day.

Have to take advantage of the days that are still firm
To be wild and dream a lot
How short is a long life?
Work hard for what you want.

Must take advantage of the early days
Skin is not wrinkled, eyes are still bright, not blurred
Not yet a spouse and children?
Live like crazy like never before.

-Lai Ka-

We all have our youth, the time when we always wish to travel around here, go to new lands, meet new people, discover new and interesting things. At that age, sometimes busy work makes us tired and bored. At that age, the uncertainty of thinking about life and the future can make us want to run away from it all. And we just wanted to pack our bags and go. So, why don’t you try once to take the time to travel, to see more, hear more, experience more and understand more. Why not, because we’re young, right?

Dad doesn’t talk as much as mom
Not squealing when I come home every day
Never say I miss you so much
Only every weekend, they ask if they are going back to their hometown.

Dad rarely scolds me for this and that
I defend you every time I’m angry
When I’m sick, I don’t love you, I don’t flatter
But all night long he sat there, silent.

When my father was sick even though it was very painful, very tired
I’m lying next to…watching dad…sleep well
I can’t stand it if I see you lose sleep
So I endured all five watches alone.

It’s strange that dad only likes to eat fatty meat
Bao dai, my dad doesn’t like it, doesn’t eat it
I’m happy to eat all my dad’s food
Which naively did not ask again.

Dad is like superman, robot
Working for a lifetime, burnt skin, bone shoulder
Dad is a human father of flesh and blood
But why do I find you so extraordinary.

-Laika-

This is a touching poem by the author for his beloved father. Laika wrote this poem while her father was in his hospital bed in his final days battling lung cancer. For a son who always loves his father but has to see his father endure the pain of illness, even breathing is difficult, the pain is really great. If you have ever lost a loved one, you will understand the author’s feelings in this poem. Not fussy, not poetic, but the poem touches the deepest emotions of the reader.
Also through this poem, the author wants to remind everyone to change if you are living indifferently to your parents, and your parents are the luckiest thing you have in this life.

From that day on, we stopped asking each other
Stop loving and start being strangers
Busy walking on the road of life hundreds of directions
No one ever mentioned the two words “used to be”.

From that day on, I suddenly became a stranger
Feet walking without stopping
Beloved once is gone forever
We see each other as never existed.

From that day on I stopped dreaming
Stop mentioning each other’s names, stop waiting for each other to come
The old street corner where we used to date
How many people passed and covered all the footprints.

From that day on, we no longer stay up late
To tell each other the joys and sorrows of everyday life
The phone is also sad to lie down all day
Missing the familiar bell to notify a person’s message.

Since that day we have lost each other
Losing the cheerful smile like before
From that day, I started to know
Not every love will step to the end.

-Lai Ka-

Have you ever experienced an unfinished relationship? If not, congratulations, and if you’ve been in this situation, you’ll probably sympathize with the author, because not every story has a happy ending. The feeling of missing someone but can’t say it, caring about someone but being rejected, the feeling of losing someone you love forever… how painful it is. But all will pass, because the author understands “It is not enough to love each other that we will walk together to the end of the road. Loving each other is predestined, staying together is destiny, we must learn to accept each other. and smile”.

Don’t smile when you see my mother
Day and month, carry a pair of torn baskets
The old bicycle screw rattles
The old shirt was worn and torn on both shoulders.

You don’t smile when every morning
Mom woke up from the dark second watch
Dilute pots and pans, chop chicken and duck vegetables
Then hurriedly, chaotically cycling.

Don’t laugh when you see your mother stopping the car
And pick up each bamboo stick, wooden stick
Mom said, “If these things don’t work, it’s hard
There’s not much money, so pick it up so you don’t have to buy it.”

Don’t laugh when you see your old mother
Still hunched over each slope
What do you bring, bottles, paper bags
Scrap iron, aluminum, copper…a bunch of grown-ups.

Don’t laugh when the winter wind is cold
Cold dew, each storm comes
There is still a person who stooped to ride a bicycle in a hurry
The waves of life can’t stop the wheel from rolling.

Don’t laugh, laugh at the hardships
The worries that my mother endured
My whole life is still struggling
Let the family have happy songs.

I am proud to have my mother
A mother who is always messy, dirty
But no one’s heart can compare
The whole heart is a shining torch.

I hope you will stay with me forever!

-Lai Ka-

This is a poem written about the author’s mother – a wonderful mother. We were born without the right to choose our own fate, no right to choose our parents, so no matter what job your parents do, it’s just for making money to take care of the family, to support you. only grown up. No parent’s heart can be compared, so let’s be grateful and cherish and love our parents a lot, a lot.