Top 10 Best Poems About Yellow Caesalpinia Flowers

The phoenix flowers have fallen, do you notice?

The white school uniforms are fluttering in the air.

The tamarind leaves fall, resting gently in your hair,

A faint scent of jasmine leaves us dazed...!

The yellow Caesalpinia flowers bloom along your path,

Golden butterflies flutter, playfully circling the flowers.

Innocently, you chase after the butterfly swarm,

But the butterflies fly away... and you feel a pang of loss...

In a hurry, I come by your side,

Introduce myself... I promise to find,

A golden butterfly just for you,

As the gentle evening breeze serenades us...

Today, butterflies circle the old schoolyard,

But the white school uniforms of yesteryears are gone.

You’ve left, following your new journey,

The old schoolyard is now left with falling leaves...

Author: Hoàng Lê Nguyên

The paths I walk

On that day, the yellow Caesalpinia flowers bloomed

Buzzing and whispering

Lovers showing off their beautiful clothes

The sea was so blue that day

The banyan leaves were so red

Your silhouette was tall and strong

While mine seemed so small

The night stretched long on the sand

Faraway stars twinkled

Faintly, I heard a voice singing

I followed along, humming the tune

The paths I walked

Were shorter with you by my side

Winter felt strangely warm

Spring seemed to last forever

But the path I walked

Eventually led to a fork

You disappeared behind the sound of a horn

And I returned quietly

I remember you saying

“Separation will pass quickly

Like a fleeting dream

We’ll be together again”

But after so many seasons passed

The banyan trees changed their leaves countless times

A thousand fading dreams

I waited, yearning

The paths I walk

The yellow Caesalpinia still blooms

Still buzzing, whispering

Lovers rejoicing in the reunion

By my small shadow

A tall silhouette stands

It’s you – I turn around

No… Just a flying kite

Author: Trang Saigon

The morning comes, and flowers bloom beside you
Every day, you remain the same as you always were
Shimmering, overflowing
Your bright smile stirs the summer sun.

In my memory, the cicadas' song
The red phoenix flowers still fill the basket, returning home
Who still holds on to a dreamy heart?
The white ao dai floats gently by the riverbank.

Now, we've crossed the river
Left the old place, never to return
Far apart, even the sun feels distant
Years have passed, but the promises still linger.

The yellow Caesalpinia blooms brightly in the schoolyard
The Lagerstroemia reminds me of the love we once knew
Quietly, I listen to the wind's murmur
And I wrap these memories into a poem.

Poem by: Loan Phương

Oh March, how full of longing you are
The red flowers fall, scattered across the riverbank
The silk tree’s petals drift, white paths leading home
Spring is gone, leaving only memories of flowers...

April arrives, the heat of summer begins
The banyan trees sway as they burst with new leaves
The phoenix flowers flicker in the green canopy
Golden sunlight plays on the branches and leaves.

The trees cheer, greeting the summer
White lilies bloom, calling for the heat
The red clusters of phoenix flowers are a beautiful surprise
The yellow Caesalpinia blossoms proudly, showing off its vibrant color.

A new sky emerges, the Lagerstroemia is in bloom
Its fragrance weaves a tale of enduring love
In May, the flowers will bloom wildly
Purple petals will capture a season of nostalgia in the heart...

Poem by: Hải Oanh

Hanoi, April 1, 2023

April arrives, the golden petals of the Caesalpinia bloom
My heart stirs as I continue writing these verses
Gazing at the golden flowers, I feel a sweet daze
All the beautiful memories rush back like a dream.

My heart yearns for the days of youth
Back when we walked the halls of our old school
We were together in the morning light, at noon's peak
Always by each other's side, through rain or shine.

I picked a flower for you, and whispered softly
The golden hue reminds me of my love for you
I gave you my heart, my youthful years
You promised to keep it as a token of our vows.

Time passed, bringing gains and losses
We drifted apart, and you wandered far away
But our love was as beautiful as these verses
Like the golden wings of the flowers you left behind.

We lost touch, no news from either side
But fate, my love, is not to blame
Looking at the golden petals, I feel a sense of emptiness
Old memories come rushing back again.

Where are you now, in a distant land
Do you still remember me? I think of you often
With all the memories we once shared
Though fate parted us, I wish you happiness.

March 27, 2023
Ngọc Vân

Autumn drifts through the streets
Waiting for you on the dry path
Suddenly golden leaves fall, when was it?
Why are the memories so hard to forget?

Then autumn arrives softly now
Unexpectedly, you appear like a dream
My heart is waiting for you
So, what about our love?

The warm sunlight of the love we once shared
The red flame tree has finished its summer dance
The golden petals of the Caesalpinia bloom to greet
Fluttering golden wings, so eager.

In the autumn breeze, whispers fill the air
The golden sunlight filters through the high branches
It shines into my eyes, just like that day
I suddenly realize, autumn has arrived.

New sunlight by the window, flowers still bloom
Autumn carries all the longing and memories
Do you still think of me, I wonder?

Autumn is gentle, innocent, and pure.

The wind blows, scattering golden leaves
Memories of autumn stir, overflowing
The wind calls softly to each other

Suddenly, I realize, I love you.

Now, you and I embrace autumn
In August, the golden autumn sky waits
Is autumn love truly destined for us?

You still love me so much.

Life remains beautifully endless
Your lips call out, waiting for me
Our love is so sweet now
Your heart belongs to me, and mine to you.

Khương Khương
August 4, 2022

There was a time, the season of golden flowers
You wandered through the quiet alleys
Your house
The pretty schoolgirl
Standing by the fence, offering a few branches of flowers...

Countless seasons of rain and sunshine have passed
The golden tree has aged with the years
Its petals have faded, memories blurred
Yet it still holds golden memories in my heart.

The golden flowers
Delicate, fragile petals
Unable to hold onto the innocent love we once shared
Those flowers you picked for me
Were given to me quietly… unnoticed by anyone else.

When we first met, I didn't know how to write poetry
All the notebooks we exchanged were filled with numbers
The sine wave, once you vaguely suspected
You thought I was drawing a vow of loyalty.

And through the years, through forests and mountains
In the cold wilderness, I searched for the orchids
The heavy backpack weighed down my shoulders
Inside, a small pink notebook pressed with old petals...

And this afternoon
Suddenly a rainstorm hit
I passed by the old road
The golden flower branches were still blooming
But now… you are so far away, where have you gone?

Ah, youth, everyone has their first love
But it's rare to hold on to it forever
The golden flower tree, a part of life
Holding onto just a small memory of us.

Phan Hòa

The golden flowers of March
The streets in the distant rain
A name I remember
A name I forget...

The long roads you've traveled
The houses with roofs covered in gray moss
Some love drying in the rain
You are not the moss that clings to the wall

The golden flowers of March
The streets blurred in the distant rain
A name that remains
For a lifetime, just mine

The crowds without you
Are my sadness, my own
The familiar stairways
The room, the empty chair
The roses, the birthday cake
A fleeting childhood dream

The golden flowers of March
The long summer passing by
The sky’s smoke drying my hair
A quiet sorrow in the flowers...

Đỗ Trung Quân

The season arrives, golden flowers fill the streets
A sky full of longing and yearning
The wind stirs the petals
Making hearts flutter with emotion.

The young girl in her white dress
Skipping along the familiar path
The golden petals dance in the sunlight
Her steps light and carefree.

Hurry along, my dear
Don’t step on my flowers!

Though the petals are small
They still beautify this world!

The season returns, the flowers bloom brightly
Golden and radiant in the busy streets
The young girl, so petite
Watching the flowers, her cheeks rosy.

Walk gently, my love
Don’t hurt my flowers!

Treat them with care, gently please
Even if they fall, don’t let them break!

Collected

Can you hear it, my dear?
The golden flowers are beginning to bloom
The birds are singing, the cicadas are calling
A crisp autumn afternoon is unfolding.

Oh, the waves of love
Gently guiding us to a safe shore
Oh, the restless heart
Stirring up a sweet, dizzying fever.

Wild yet gentle
Chaotic yet calm
I don’t understand myself
My heart is bound, fluttering with confusion.

Oh, the first stirrings of youth’s love
Teetering between ecstasy
Half filled with memories
Half colored by time.

Can you hear it, my dear?
My heart is pounding
On this autumn afternoon
Waiting, waiting still...

Author: Nguyễn Hoàng Long (Long Vinc)