Top 10 Best Poems about Phu Yen

Will you return to Phu Yen with me?
Let's reminisce the memories of our school days
Several decades have passed, and now the hair
Has turned gray, no longer as silky as before

For many years, through the sun and rain
Your footsteps wandered across the country
Have you ever remembered the past?
The days when we were young and dreamy

The Cau River flows gracefully
After school, we sat on the bridge enjoying the cool breeze
The coconut rows stretch gracefully in the singing wind
The rice fields ripen golden, smooth as silk

For years, you've been waiting, still hoping
For your return to fulfill my longing
Standing together on the bridge, gazing at the river
Let's search for those dreamy memories

Phu Yen, our homeland, beautiful as a poem
You always remember those days in white uniforms
Life has experienced many seasons of rain and sunshine
Yet, you keep in your heart the memories of the past.

17/5/2023
Author: Truong Hong Van

Oh Phu Yen! Beloved Phu Yen!
Though petite, your enchantment is profound
Green fields, a dreamlike vision
Song Ba meandering through the tranquil homeland

How splendid is the night light
Reflecting on the water, adding vibrant hues
Chop Chai, clouds enveloping the summit
Tilting Thap Nhan in a celestial color

Come back to our homeland, you and I
Green mountains, blue waters, a perfect union of our destiny
Temple bells resounding in the distance
Leaning Thien Thanh Pagoda, a serene color

Hometown winds whispering through bamboo blinds
Summer fades, and autumn arrives in myriad colors
O Loan, famous for its specialty, clam porridge
Golden evening by Phu Tan Bridge

Welcome, guests from afar and near
Pause and visit a couple of times, wishes and dreams
Evening fragrance along the riverbank
Breeze gently carries the longing and love

As night falls, dreams linger
Sending the soul with the winds in all directions
Though others travel far and wide
Phu Yen will always be close to me.

KL: 31/07/2022.

Phu Yen, so enchanting and dreamlike
Like a young, innocent girl from days gone by
Causing travelers to reminisce
Passing by, leaving longing to visit again

The blue sea, gentle waves serenely flow
Barefoot footsteps softly tread on golden sand
Beautiful sunset in the evening glow
Like a gentle and charming young lady

This place has a harmonious landscape
Tuy Hoa, a sparkling urban area along the Da River
Green grass in the yellow-flowered land
Phu Yen, so beautiful, gentle, and beloved

Poetry: Nguyen Minh Tho

Tuy Hoa, the city I adore
Green mountains, blue waters, and beautiful sunset
Chop Chai and Nui Nhan sparkling bright
Waiting for the moonlit night to illuminate the Ba River

Ethereal and graceful, charmingly vague
Like a graceful girl with an ivory-like figure
Anyone who leaves cannot forget the homeland
The blue sea, white sand, paradise of flowers and grass

The people of Xua Nau are gentle and kind
Poetic songs resonate with the sincerity of the people
Anyone who comes here to visit
Falls in love and is captivated by the land and sky of Phu Yen.

Poetry: Nguyen Minh Tho

Phu Yen, a name so delicately placed
Just hearing it tells tales of so much grace
Rolling hills, fields with honeyed embrace
People here are lovely, full of charm and space

Phu Yen's girls: Gentle and kind
Phu Yen's boys: Clever minds entwined
The people of Phu Yen: Hospitable and true
The scenery in Phu Yen: Serene, dreamy view

Phu Yen's sea: Teeming with shrimp and fish
Come here and you'll have your wish
Mornings with fish, noon with shrimp so delish
Evenings at the Rocks Plateau, a daring finish

Visit Bai Xep, with its green grass and gold flowers
At night, indulge in snails and crabs for hours
When you leave, remember to carry through
The heart of Phu Yen, simple and joyous, it's true!

- Dung Anh -

Flowers flaunt their vibrant hue on the grass
Phu Yen evening steps gently and close
First time, it felt strangely familiar
My homeland lies by the sea and the sky.

The breathtaking scenery knows no bounds
Love at first sight, my heart resounds
Here, the fragrance gently floats
Ripe rice fields along the golden road.

Oh dear, my heart lingers on
In this region, in my returning tour
Wishing for joy and meaningful times galore
So you won't have to dream in the night.

Fall moves with hesitant steps
Winter arrives, freezing the body's depths
Yet why do I still hesitate?
Betel nuts and areca bring us close.

For the fulfillment of dreams and desires
Phu Yen evening, let's walk together
Watch the drifting, tranquil clouds
On moonlit nights, we'll sit and blend with poetry.

Luong Hong Tham

23 - 11 - 2022

Phu Yen, a tranquil land
Kind people, picturesque scenery, poetic charm
Ba River flows serenely
Tuy Hoa city transforms with every passing hour

Dong Hoa in breathtaking beauty
Bia Stone stands tall amid clouds and sky
Mui Dien welcomes the morning sun
Extreme East stretches along the East Sea

Tay Hoa, graceful by the river
Lush green fields stretch endlessly
Charming Phu Hoa with its love
Sam Mountain, witness to countless historic tales

Hinh River, vast hills and mountains
Anyone who visits wishes not to leave
Son Hoa keeps its solemn vow
Building Bác Church, remembering the ancient grace

Dong Xuân, a land of sun and rain
Sugarcane fields offer sweet, soft lips
Tuy An, graceful and gentle
O Loan's dreamy nights under the summer moon

Tien Chau bustling with boats and sampans
Still hearing Tien's song from the past
Cau River shaded by coconut trees
Like a fairy, it seduces with its charm

When you return to Nau land with me
The warm-hearted Nau people will welcome you.

D_A (article from 2017, reposted with edits)

My homeland features a river so profound
Tam Giang Dam has stood guard since ancient times
It diverts sweet water to nurture the deep fields
The rest flows through Tien Chau to meet the sea

The sky's ducks waddle in the evening's gentle sway
Fishing for shrimp, the tide ebbs on the distant sand
On both banks, the birds chirp, a melodious band
Echoing, enchanting, like an age-old song

The homeland river always supporting, always eroding
Like the persistent worries of the villagers
When the flood season comes, the embankments are a barrier
Protecting the small hamlets from the river's surge

Hon Bu Mountain has sheltered us for generations
Tien Chau Village, from its humble beginnings
Vinh Xuan Tower, breathtaking at dawn
Like a fairy with a valiant and handsome companion

Loving the river homeland is like loving every breath
Like an eternal love that never fades away
Always vibrant, forever pulsating within us
Like a distant lover, leaving brings nostalgia!

Date: 18/7/2020

My homeland, the central land with red soil
Lies peacefully beneath the winds of Tay Nguyen
A bridge of destiny connecting souls
Propelling the economy, linking North and South

During the war, my land adorned itself in iron
With a singular purpose, resisting foreign invaders
With swords, guns, and the resilience of its people
Every corner became a battlefield

Vung Ro Port, countless voyages of ships
Tuy Hoa's rice grains shared and multiplied
Dried banana-wrapped rice cakes, a mother's gift
Enduring hardships, binding us tighter

Doc Mo, Doc Chanh, rain, mud, and mosquitoes
Winter brought a biting cold that pierced the skin
In hardships, chewing the bitter Chà Là fruit
A sip of water helped endure hunger's pangs

A homeland that rose from the flames and smoke
Built on the sacrifice of its resilient people
And today, we have the gift of a smile
Let's not forget what brought tears

Oh, those heading South or those coming from the North
Please, pause and visit my dear homeland!

Phu Yen 11.11.2021
Poetry by Thi Thuy.

Phu Yen in the melancholic evening rain
Raindrops delicately dance along the edge
Rain carries deep-seated memories
Pouring them into the soul like a mesmerizing dream.

Phu Yen in the somber, playful evening rain
Chilly raindrops permeate through life
A thousand distances, people keep wandering
Leaving behind our own piece of the sky.

There are evenings of melancholic, lingering rain
The rain veils the path home
Some lost in the rain and wind
Wander, enchanted, amidst the harbor.

Phu Yen in the rain inundates our souls
Sorrow rises with each raindrop
The old heritage still echoes
The scent of a hundred years now faded.

(Tinh Ly - 22/06/2022)