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Another International Women's Day is approaching. This is the occasion for men to express their gratitude and affection to the women they admire. In addition to gifts, men can send meaningful wishes or poems full of sweet affection to women. Below are the best International Women's Day poems sent to you.
1. To You
Today, the eighth of March
Please write a few verses to dedicate to You
Mother gave half of Our Life
The other half soaked with Mother's lullabies
Sister gives Us an entire Autumn
Making leaf boats, whispering lullabies making Us smile
You give Me the age of twenty
Rosy cheeks forgetting the past Spring
So please, Our other half
Do not forget the vastness of Life's Love
The moon descends lazily
Still that poem sings lullabies for a thousand generations.
2. Rosebud on March 8th
On the morning of March 8th
I went to the garden with Mom
Taking care of the plants and picking fruits
Clearing the pathway
Lost in picking up trash
Suddenly saw a flower
I cheered with excitement
Oh! So beautiful, Mom!
Mom, surprised, asked
What's going on, dear?
Smiling, I gently replied
Just a rosebud, Mom
Mom smiled for a moment
Then replied
The rose just woke up
On March 8th
Wide-eyed
Suddenly I thought
Should I give Mom
A rose today?
Nodding and smiling, Mom said
My daughter is truly good
Hugging Mom, softly saying
Love Mom the most in the world.
3. Mother's Love by My Side - Đặng Tuyết
March 8th is here again
Anxious, what to gift Mom?
Only a heart forever filled
Mother's love by my side since then
Many years have passed, still intense
How to fully recount Mom's sacrifices?
Raised me since childhood
Still here, echoing Mom's lullabies
Sheltering me on every path
The fragrance of time, still lingering
Just hoping Mom remains forever youthful
So I can always receive her tender care
I only wish time would slow down
So I can stay close, with my dear Mom
Along with grandchildren, living happily, living healthily
For by Mom's side, I'm forever a child.
4. Poem to Celebrate March 8th - Nguyễn Tất Quế
Eight days of festivities just passed
Three more months to honor
Fresh flowers, lovely gifts
Celebrating Women's Day sparklingly bright
So much hardship in life
Motherhood, a splendid role
Worrying, staying up through the night
Raising children, even as you grow old
Cooking, caring for the home
Carrying burdens, big or small
Husbands, sometimes inconsiderate
Busy with work, always on the go
Asking Anh to help, he slips away
Today, using sweet words
Gifts, flowers to sweeten the love-filled words
Honoring a day, but why?
Then forgetting who understands?
Your struggles, you have a lot
Hoping he shares, lightens your load.
5. Gift for March 8th - Oanh Nguyen
Today, March eighth is here
Letting go of poetic lines as a gift for you.
The wind whispers gently by the curtains
Picking up a couplet on the doorstep to offer to you.
The spring season, with sun and intoxicating flowers
Giving you the fragrance of the boundless sea.
The breeze caresses the edge of my lips
I gift you my youthful smile.
Beyond the garden, the swallows chirp
I gift you, my love, amidst the pure sound of birds!
Loving each other, singing to find...
I gift you my foolish heart.
Giving you all my dreams
Your illusionary figure, lingering in my soul.
Picking a pristine moon blossom
Placing it in your hair, sincerely gifting it to you!
6. March 8th
March 8th
Wishing our sisters
Hands full of flowers
Baskets filled with gifts
No worries about household chores
Getting to go out and play
Eating and drinking to our heart's content
No need to pay
Speaking lively
Laughing as bright as flowers
March 8th
Wishing our sisters
Graceful attire
Fair skin, faces radiant
Beautiful as a painting
Opening the phone
Flooded with praise...
Returning home in the evening
Getting a massage from our husbands.
7. Poem Wishing Happy March 8th – Nguyen Thi Nghia
Sending a thousand roses to give
To everyone in the beautiful spring sun
As March returns countless times
Wishing half of all, celebrating together
Wishing GRANDMOTHERS, MOTHERS, and all to be joyful
Then SISTERS, YOUTH staying forever young
The spring sun waits for us on the eighth
Love will blossom abundantly with each step
In life, everyone hopes to have
Beautiful love with steadfast dreams
The men vow to walk alongside
So on the eighth, remember fondly and wait
Holding hands, welcoming a new happy day
Hoping for a beautiful life with less sorrow ...
8. March 8th Gift – Kiên Lê
Tomorrow is March 8th.
Today, buying a gift to give to my beloved wife.
Knowing that money is not abundant.
Because the salary and bonus have been saved for my dear wife.
Oh dear, it's too tight, my dear wife.
Tomorrow, without my wife, I will be sad.
Well, affection is still better.
A small earring is better than nothing.
My wife surely understands my heart.
Because my wife holds the husband, there's nothing.
Loving my wife excessively.
March 3rd, the 8th day, gifts must be bought.
9. Poem for Mother on March 8th – Thúy Anh Bùi
A rose pinned to the left chest
With a heart full of gratitude, deep affection
Oh Mother's love, vast as the wide sea, tall mountains
Sheltering me, through life's storms
Many months, years, under the scorching sun, in rain
Mother carries the sweat, selling in life's market
Saving for me all the fragrant, sweet things
Bitterness, hardship, burden on Mother's thin shoulders
Many months, years, Mother silently swallows tears
Giving me, amidst bustling laughter
Hands filled with calluses from glass bottles
Guiding me through life's tumultuous waves
To Mother, I'll forever be a child
To me, Mother is the entire universe
My happiness is seeing Mother smile
In my heart, Mother is everything!
On March 8th, in distant skies, foreign lands
I write these lines to honor my dear Mother
Wishing Mother health, peace, and happiness
A rose in my heart, dedicated to Mother ... With reverence!
10. March 8th, the Day of Love
Today, the teacher taught me
About a special day
A day of flowers
And many well-wishes
A day for me to express
Love for my dear mother
Affection for my teacher
Love for everyone
What day of love is this?
It's March 8th
The day of hope
The day of dreams
I wish for everything
To be good and joyful
I hope my mother and teacher are healthy
To be with me for life.
11. Greetings on March 8th
Wishing women with long hair
Growing more dreamy like spring poems,
Wishing women with long legs
Their pants getting shorter, the ones they wear!
Wishing wealthy women
Competing online to flaunt their designer items!
Wishing women in business
Prosperity without debts or escapes!
Wishing women who write poetry
Minds blank, idle all day!
Wishing women... eating for free
Winning the lottery when out, bumping into the rich!
Wishing women from China
Beautiful like women and rich like us!
Wishing thirteen-year-old women
Well-protected, not stepping out... pregnant!
Wishing sorrowful women
Day and night happy, laughing everywhere!
Wishing slightly lazy women
Taking care a bit to keep their figures!
Wishing women still in makeup
Quickly finding love and having children to carry!
Wishing women with husbands
Faithful relationships to avoid... being hit!
Wishing women from Saigon
Forever youthful like pink lipstick!
Wishing unmarried women
Hanoi as lovely as cherry blossoms!
Wishing women everywhere
If not beautiful, then join our Association!
Rest assured when you go out
Spirit refreshed, haha laughing endlessly!
Wishing women long long
24 hours more, tired of receiving flowers!
12. Distant Storm on March 8th – Nguyễn Hữu Trọng
Today heard news of a distant storm
The March 8th storm is here
All men, everyone
Prepare carefully, lest it be too late
Wallets must be securely hidden
Lest they be swept clean and unable to reclaim
When the storm comes, quickly seek shelter
Find a place to hide from the headache
Phones should be turned off
Pretend mute or deaf, who knows what might happen
What do women say?
Nodding impatiently, instantly feigning madness
North, Central, South, all three regions
Avoidance is crucial to avoid trouble
If unexpectedly the storm comes
Dodging unprepared may lead to loss of life, end of life.
13. Celebrating International Women's Day - Hoàng Trọng Lợi
Today on March 8th
I respectfully wish all mothers near and far
May everyone be healthy as if
The deep ocean, the blue waves crashing ashore
Time, please wait a moment
Let me surprise all the ladies with my wishes
Growing more graceful and beautiful
Joy and happiness with a deep and sweet fate
In a happy home with a couple
Then the heavens will grace us with deep affection
Where love becomes a sincere bond
Together embracing the meaning of a loving family
Whoever remains single and disheartened
Will swiftly find the path of love
Meeting their dream partner soon
Together lighting the eternal candle of love
I have only a few words
Wishing you, wishing her radiant beauty like flowers
For I have no gifts
Only a few words to replace flowers and gifts.
14. Loving Wife
Chả có quà gì tặng em đây
Only love and the long night to share
For years it's been the same, that's true
Why on this day do I remember the roses of old?
Others may have gifts to give
Love wrapped in a small package perhaps
But for me - your husband, it's different
Love packed entirely in my heart
Surely then, my wife will always understand
Why her husband is unlike others
Yes indeed! A husband like no other
Being like others surely isn't Mon
The sky shifts its colors, can't you see?
Only the love within me I can feel
Outside the window, darkness dense
Unable to extinguish the flame of love within me
Forever, my dear, the flame of love never fades
Loving you for life, oh my dear wife
Together overcoming life's challenges
Living a lifetime with just one love.
15. Mother Doesn't Have March 8th
Maybe mother doesn't know
About the eighth day of March
Maybe because mother is aged
Our rural home is modest.
It seems when children grow up
It's when they go far away
The eighth day of March
Seems distant and vague.
In bustling urban areas,
This day is full of buzz,
In the fields of our homeland,
Mother at this hour perhaps...
Busy weeding, fertilizing soil,
Mucking black mud to save the fields,
Or Mother may be tirelessly working,
For the livestock amidst disease.
Sometimes I remember Mother
Like remembering a silent figure,
Quiet gifts of love,
Hidden deep within her gaze.
Sometimes the association
Aches the hearts of people,
Sometimes comparisons
Only lead to imbalance.
Sometimes I buy gifts,
But I dare not send them,
Just afraid of Mom's scolding,
'Why waste money on unnecessary things.'
Mother's feet muddy, hands soiled,
Remembering the days of fertilizing, days of medicine,
How could Mother know
The significance of March eighth?
16. Poem for March 8th – Dieu Ha Le
Today, the eighth of March,
Wishing all women grace and charm,
Like beautiful flowers spreading fragrance,
To touch someone's heart deeply.
Diligent and perseverant,
Engaging, learning ceaselessly to improve,
Never stopping, we vow to advance,
Never stopping, we vow to keep moving forward.
Moving forward, we vow to move forward,
Moving forward, we vow to keep progressing incessantly.
Joyful singing, celebrating exuberantly,
Adding more flavors to the jubilant celebration.
17. Little One's March 8th
Today I went to school,
But everything looked strange,
Why prettier than usual?
Many fresh flowers and candies,
Don't know why.
Curious and pondering,
Then I heard the teacher say,
About March 8th,
A special day,
Mother's and teacher's day.
Now I understand,
Today's special,
When I go home to mom,
I'll give her a kiss,
Saying, 'Mom's gift,
For March 8th.'
18. Celebrating March 8th - Ngọc Cầm
Approaching the eighth of March,
Wishing all the ladies joy,
Sisters, let's be truly happy,
A bouquet of red roses for everyone!
Wishing all to be even more beautiful,
Youthful, charming, instantly lovable,
I also wish dear mothers,
Always healthy, forever graceful,
Mother's love is truly wonderful,
Etched deeply, a lifelong gratitude,
Wishing mother a long life,
It's touching as the hair turns gray with time,
Mother never shied away from hardships,
Nurturing her children to grow each day,
Mother always extends her arms wide,
Offering warm and sincere love,
Mother is the sanctuary, the home's warmth,
Showering boundless love upon her children,
Wishing mother abundant joy,
To see her smile brightly every day.
19. Dear Teacher!
Perhaps by now you've forgotten me,
With too many students, how could you remember all?
Far from school, I've also moved on,
Still, I remember my promise... to come back and visit.
66. Perhaps now the young banyan leaf
On the day I left has turned deep brown
Who will pick up the fallen leaves for me
Like I used to press leaves between poetry pages?
67. How I wish... the present is just a dream
For me to return to that place
Amidst friends embracing in warm arms
To be carefree, laughing, crying innocently.
68. I endlessly remember the first literature class
The teacher's words: 'Literature is the study of humanity'
And no one finishes the lesson of becoming human!
We look at each other, sharing playful laughs.
69. Secretly passing a pack of tamarind candy at the end of class
Now following the ebb and flow of life
The sour taste from before still lingers on the lips
In moments of sadness, I miss you dearly - Dear Teacher!
70. The old lesson never becomes truly old...
71. A bouquet for the teacher
73. On the eighth day of March
We went to pick flowers
Brought them to give to our teacher
Here is my bouquet
Bright yellow daisies
Pink roses from the grinding stone
Red ripe betel flowers
Purple periwinkles
I spun pink threads around
Forming a lovely bunch
Why do I feel so nervous?
Unable to say a word
How kind are the teacher's words
Her arms are so gentle
Could the flowers be speaking for me?
Stirring my heart so much
Oh, tiny bouquet
Sweet from the countryside.
74. Poem for Mother on March 8th – Nguyễn Thị Thu Ba
75. On the day of March 8th
In the leaning afternoon sun by the riverside
Sighs of a woman far from home sway
Though lips bloom with smiles
The heart tightens, remembering Mother's lullabies
Oh dear! The last autumn sunbeam
Touches the cold winter, lost in the old streets
Knowing that the rain has ceased
The wind still bites, refusing to stop
Soft mist, tears welling up
Heart and liver clenching in endless pain
Here comes! The eighth day of March
Offering bright pink flowers to Mother's altar
A mournful sound amidst vastness
Yearning for Mother's weary figure, gazing in exhaustion
Golden silhouette withered and frail
Like a lamp against the wind, waiting for the child's return
Choked up leaving the homeland behind
Adrift in the bustling city, amidst the body and soul
Stirring on the distant and near eighth day
I offer Mother, oh Mother, a rose.
76. Loving Wife
78. The next day is March 8th
Today, just leisurely go out and play
Play to see life's leisure
Then endure the wretchedness of a day
Laundry, dishes, cooking rice
One hand shouts, one hand does
So that she sees how much you love her!
79. Gift for Mom on March 8th – Love Poem Club for Soldiers
80. Memories of Mother
Once upon a time, so young and small
Mother's hand led the way in life's first steps
Nuzzling mother's breast, child laughs
So many beautiful hopes Mother awaited
Mother hoped for each moment as you grew
In mother's arms, boundless love
Laboring under the sun, bearing hardship
Toiling the fields, carrying the burden alone
For you, Mother sacrificed
Feast or famine, in the muddy fields, up and down
A lifetime, Mother, still in poverty
Hoping you'll take a different path
From dusk till dawn
Body weary, dignity in tatters, resigned
Then you, grown and matured
From mother's sweet milk, pure love
Watching you go to school with a book bag
Many life's bitterness often dissolves
Mother smiles, joyful and happy
Heart filled with boundless worries
You travel far and wide
Returning to the old home, where is dear Mother?
At Mother's tomb, head bowed
Mother departed, leaving behind sorrow in the child's heart
Years of waiting, weariness
From spouse to distant child
Today, March 8th
I offer Mother the flower of life
Grown up, dear Mother
And always remember your words of old
The cemetery misty with rain
In the wind, Mother's presence seems to arrive
Gentle warmth of Mother's hand
Embracing like those childhood days
Startled awake from a dream
Seems like Mother's breath hasn't faded.
81. March 8th – Tranquil
83. March 8th Reminders
On the eighth of March, the wife reminds of gifts
At night, pondering what to give
Just had Tet, emptied pockets
Now the fifteenth comes, birthing debts
Wife already wants something, have to bear it
Husband dares not refuse, try shouting if you dare
Oh, why are those Westerners so ignorant
Making trouble, dying hardships!
84. Celebrating March Eighth
85. Celebrating March Eighth
Happy March eighth day
Joyful and healthy, every home rejoices
Families warm and safe
Husbands cherish, children adore, relatives love
Even in life's challenges
On women's day, love overflows
Only one day each year
Complete love this day every year
Sharing the bitter and sweet of family love
Above calmness, beneath warmth, affectionately given
Flourishing happiness, overflowing
Tender love, sweet and deep.
86. Fun Poem for March 8th – Du Le Trong
88. Lost in March Eighth
These days, lost in thought
March 8th, to give poetry or gifts
Suddenly realized, where's the money
Spent too much on Tet, where's the gift money.
89. The Dilemma
So, scratching my head, pulling my hair
How to write a happy wish
Poems stumble, words halt
Playful, teasing, never-ending here.
90. Oh my, how comes a day like this
Affectionate, playful, what's the fuss about, oh my
Just finished Tet, catching our breath
MARCH EIGHT is here already, huh!
91. Dear, please wait a bit
This year I'll swap gifts for poems, my dear
But please, don't rush me
My phone's frozen, lost its cheer.
92. Oh my, how comes a day like this
Affectionate, playful, what's the fuss about, oh my
Just finished Tet, catching our breath
MARCH EIGHT is here already, huh?
93. Dear, please wait a bit
This year I'll swap gifts for poems, my dear
But please, don't rush me
My phone's frozen, lost its cheer.
94. Lying down, then jumping up, then sitting
Walking around, then stopping still
Scratching my head, pulling my hair, trying to find
Where did those scattered verses go?
95. Then finally grasping a few lines
WISHING ALL SISTERS HEALTH, YOUTH, FOREVER YOUNG
On the EIGHTH OF MARCH
No more market runs, laundry, or cooking.
96. Just go from morning till evening
Hoping you won't eat at home, dear
I'll come over to eat with grandma and grandpa
Tonight I'll be your husband.
97. Let yourself rise up freely
Let yourself enjoy wildly, blissfully ecstatic.
98. Poem wishing all women a Happy 8th of March – Rose Plum
Tomorrow's the eighth of March
Women, should we just come and go?
Well, let's start a movement,
Rise up and then...go back and forth.
Tomorrow's the eighth of March,
First and foremost, let's wish our own faction
All you ladies, abundant health,
Fresh as cherry blossoms in spring.
No need to hesitate about shopping,
Money aplenty, just spend as you wish.
Men should be extremely considerate,
Tending to every whim, repairing dresses for a lifetime.
Children should be obedient to the utmost,
Friends cherished, praised by all.
The older, the younger they become,
Beauty still reigning as the queen.
100. Above are meaningful poems for the 8th of March, collected and compiled by TechTips. These seemingly simple poems are the spiritual gifts that bring a happier, sweeter atmosphere than expensive presents. Therefore, send these poems to your grandmother, mother, wife, girlfriend, or teachers on this significant day to express your affection and gratitude. Wishing all women a joyful and happy 8th of March.
