Top 10 Best Poems about Tigon Flowers

The poet's romantic legacy still lives on
With lingering beauty, it's never gone
A touch of compassion still remains
A heartfelt ache amidst the plains

Time's dust veils its shadow faint
Yet the soul of poetry it can't taint
Stirring someone's heart with a sigh
A fleeting sadness under the sky

She walked away from that first love
His heart engraved, as if stars above
Love shattered like the heart of a flower
Forever carrying its heavy bower

When she departed, crossing the river wide
Love hidden deep, a relentless tide
Her soul like the Ti gon petal
Scattered, falling with crimson medal

Yearning for that youthful love, so tender
Regretting love's jade-like splendor
Beside an indifferent husband, time does roam
Leaving behind a life of gloam

She's gone, why the lingering sighs?
Why let tears rim the eyes?
Why the heart still aches with pain?
Why bury the springtime again?

Regretting the lost love, isn't it sad?
Leaving a heart, bleeding, gone mad
Then weaving dreams in vain
Enveloped in sorrow's lonely reign

By chance, I see the shattered heart flower
Red and white, by the roadside bower
Suddenly, I feel the nostalgia's art
For that sorrowful love that touched my heart

The sky is painted with purple clouds at dusk
Fading, the Ti gon flower grows less brusque
Who still remembers that flower so fine?
Who still remains with a soul's incline?

Reading the poem still pierces my soul
Baseless sadness, still takes its toll
Deep sorrow still lingers on
Still, I sympathize with the fate of the rosy dawn...

Poem by: Binh Nguyen

Autumn before each sunset falls

Picking fallen petals, no sadness recalls

Sunlight kisses through my hair

I await your love, gentle and fair.

You used to stroke my hair so light

Sighing softly in moments bright

You said, 'The flower resembles a broken heart

I fear our love will soon depart'.

In those days, what did I understand

Petals wither, a life's demand

So I smiled and replied, 'The white flower's hue

Is a hint of unchanged feelings, ever true'.

Who knew a single wrong step could lead

To love's deathbed, in sorrow's bead

You're too distant, I'm so blue

On a festive day, with firework's hue.

Since then, autumn comes and goes

When will my heart's price finally close?

My husband knows I still yearn

For you, hence his indifference churns.

I continue alongside life's stride

My husband's lukewarm love beside

With every dying autumn, every withering fall

Your shadow in my heart enthralls.

Too sad today, reading a novel I'm drowned

Everyone likens the past flower's round

But red, like a broken heart's hue

And crimson, like faded blood, it grew.

I remember your words, how they rung

A distant autumn, so far-flung

Now I understand, now I see

I've lost the old love, entirely free.

I fear the autumn sun's faint ray

The red flowers falling, autumn's play

The chilling wind, clouds thin and high

You, across the river, waiting, a sigh.

If you knew I'd wed another's hand

Oh heavens! Would you understand?

Would you think of the flower that breaks?

Like a faded heart, like the blood that flakes?

Poem by: TTKh

Once upon a time, someone asked a flower
Pink petals intertwined with purple power
Of the tale of this flower they sought to know
Of love's embrace and passion's glow.

The story of this flower is quite sublime
Weaving dreams of love in the sands of time
Once upon a time, they asked of this flower
Could you please find it, in your wandering hour?

The petals in purple, a sight to behold
Gathered together, a treasure untold
The purple petals, oh how they shine
One glimpse and you're lost in the divine.

An ancient love story, the flower still here
The Ti Gon's petals, ever sincere
The broken heart flower, a mournful tale
Doesn't want its pain, for anyone to hail…!!!

Compiled

October arrived by the porch so bright
The Tigon flower bloomed, adding to home's delight
Gently sweet with a touch of rose
Carrying tales of love from long ago
Graceful and charming, how it glows
Bees and butterflies dance to welcome it close
A childhood love story engraved deep within
Imprinting vivid memories, the hues of Tigon...!!!

Poem: Thanh Thuý

There's a flower carrying love's message clear
Delicate petals amidst purity's sphere
Admiring its bloom in the morning's hue
As beautiful as you, the maiden, youthful and true...

Lifting its shy blossoms, closing its eye
How strange, the heart-shaped form, cracked as it lies
Like love's puzzle, blossoming in haste
Already dispersing like roadside fireworks' trace...

The flower tender, its scent not vast
So fragile, like crystal, easy to be cast
When will end this tale of love's unfinished plight
To not mourn like the humble Tigon flower's plight...

Poem: Lệ Thủy

The Tigon flower blushes in the morning sun

Like the dress of a schoolmate along the lane
Longing, the hem of the dress flutters in the wind
Enfolding one's heart with a lingering sadness....

The delicate petals beckon beyond the gate
Fragrant pomelo hair gently sways
The chill of those days didn't shrink or shy
Fearing to harm the beloved flower's side ....

In the evening, watching her tend to the fallen blooms
A heart trembles to the beat of longing tunes
Far and distant, awaiting the day they meet
In the soul, the Tigon flower's memory repeats.

Munich, Germany 16/11/2021
Duong Hoang Lan.

Who once uttered words of love?
Enkindling dreams early and duskily
Bestowing vows of patience when lovelorn
As he scribed the lines of romantic poetry

Each eve, adorning beautifully
Hand in hand, our images akin to plum blossoms
Tigon, nature's design intertwined
Seeing the flower perish, lives in woeful plight

The rosy cheeks bear bitter fate
Some depart, while others remain to reveal the truth
Observing the broken Tigon flower withered
Why embrace dreams of lovesick melancholy?

Blame not, whether he sought a bride
Or who disrupted the rhythm of compassionate bridge
Dividing the river, parting ways
We, both, deemed unfit for marital bond

Joyous days with crimson fireworks and rosé
Yet your sorrow fills the empty spaces
Empty vows and promises, deemed unfit
Gazing at the shattered Tigon flower, who shall compensate?

Poem by: Dao Vinh

22/2/2022

A somewhat pink flower! A legend

Beautiful as a painting amidst countless winds

Tigon sways on the trellis

Fluttering with the wind, oblivious to worldly affairs

An immensely graceful wildflower

The fresh pink bud adorns life

Glistening in the bright sunshine

The flower seems to smile gracefully

In days of yore! Fragrant vows and promises

Pledged not to be ashamed for a hundred years

Now! Fragments of promises broken

Love fades like the passage of time

We return to pick up the withered flower remains

To witness a withered heart like the flower

Suddenly tears blur

The heart bleeds like a Tigon.

Poem by: Mai

Winter's here! Winter's finally arrived, huh
Can it drift slowly, I wonder?

The leaves on the branches still linger with regret
Sorrowful emotions swirl and sway

We go back to gather the fallen golden leaves
Nostalgic memories of a piece of sky

Of that autumn, that autumn
You left... leaving behind an overflowing sorrow

You came to me, since when
I don't remember anymore... as if in a dream

Beside the tigon trellis, smiling bashfully
Watching you, stirring me to daze

You gave me pink dreams
Of longing, of reminiscence, of anticipation

Of affection, of appointments, or sulking
Of fiery kisses burning the heart

You came and went like mist
Leaving me with a lingering dream

The tigon trellis just bloomed
Where's the beloved's silhouette now?

We contribute affection to the wind
To you, the red tigon flower... oh dear!
Two passionate hearts seemingly sealed shut
Despite the winter wind's subtle fluttering

For us to share our love
Even if years fade the scent of fragrance
You're still you in the subconscious
Permeating through my heart's every journey

Now winter has come... oh dear!
The winter wind sulks and flutters subtly
The tigon flower, two passionate hearts, cling tightly
Lingering as if reluctant to part

Now winter has come... oh dear!
The winter wind remains the same, still fluttering
The trembling tigon flower seems to shatter
Half of my soul dies away

I send my heartfelt words into the bitter wine
Where is your fleeting shadow?
Two passionate hearts, warm lips
Reality... or a dream of wandering?

I send my soul into the mist
Oh there... your shadow, beloved
In your hand, half a broken heart
Merging with me... in the flames of love

I return to reality today
The tigon flower sulks... the wind shakes
Your fleeting shadow, blurred and faint
When did my eyes... become so bitter?

Poem by: Vũ Như
17/10/2021

In this world, there are tens of thousands of flower species

Why do we share a home with the shattered violet?

Perhaps that's why our unfinished affection

Has had countless heartbreaks like the flower...

The world's love is indifferent, fading away

We silently pass through countless trials

Hearts turn to stone, sinking beneath the silver river

Amidst life's desolation, souls become flower fragments…

Watching the radiant moon, so arrogantly beautiful

Like a challenge to fading tears embracing bitter sorrow

The heart deeply scarred buries itself in silence

Sighing, gazing into the lonely night...

Distant eyes follow the far-flung shadow

Suddenly constricting with each beat on the left chest

Why must turmoil and restlessness persist...?

For days of enduring pain... oh flower...!!!

Poem by: Song Linh