Top 18 Best Poems by Poet Nghi Lam

REMEMBERING FATHER

Poem: Nghi Lam

During his lifetime, Father was a robust figure

Everyone needed him, tirelessly working

He actively promoted the set criteria

Elders were affectionate and friendly

At the funeral, no elaborate mourning clothes were needed

With the strength of Father, he contributed and raised funds

Old people were not left out without assistance

He shared what he had, even the little food he had

Father shared from the available portion

Though aged, he did not lack hidden vigor

He did not leave unfinished what he started

Despite the years, until the memorial day he led

Welcoming everyone to the festive gathering

Though old, his demeanor concealed vitality

He did not abandon anything unfinished

Years passed, arriving at the Tet holiday

Father received Lunar New Year gifts to give to everyone

In the alley, from the house to the playground

The little ones called out, 'Grandpa, Grandpa'

Today, Father has gone to the other world

The Elderly Association also misses their Brother

He left, leaving much sorrow behind

Loved by distant and close relatives

Remembering Father, we send flowers

Pure white chrysanthemums with a grateful heart

We hope that in the golden stream, He finds peace

May He peacefully move on in the afterlife

Our respect, from children and grandchildren

May His spirit bring honor to the family!

(Saigon, noon, September 29, 2018)

REMEMBERING THE COLOR OF YOUR DRESS

Poem: Nghi Lam

I met you under the roof of Elementary School

An autumn afternoon, just stepping into the new

The girl from Ca Mau has the gentle charm

Of Đước flower and Tràm U Minh Hạ

We knew each other, seemingly like strangers

Eyes searching for familiar features

Although your hometown is salty and brackish

It couldn't tarnish your fair, youthful skin

In the resistance, you traveled every path

With determined enemies, despite hardships

Forget the past in memories of war

Your youth is devoted to the Motherland

The day I met you is a stepping stone

To cultivate and build in the future

Peace, even with a heavy burden on the shoulders

Education and culture enriching knowledge

THE COLOR OF YOUR DRESS always touches the heart

Eliciting in me countless overflowing memories

A beloved student of mine

The chalk dust warmed our hands

Comrade affection deepened during discussions

You enthusiastically embraced the movement

I appreciate you for knowing you strive

Now recalling THE COLOR OF YOUR DRESS, beloved

Long gone are the days of school

The old school filled with proud memories

Because the Soldier of the Police Force once bonded!

(Saigon, morning, September 21, 2018)

REMEMBERING MY YOUNGER SISTER

Poem: Nghi Lam

You and I have never met

Just by chance, we got to know each other online

Yet, the affection is rich and overflowing

As if we've known each other for ages

That land, I've never seen

Like the lovely Thai girl

And the captivating landscapes of Son La

From Saigon, I hear the distant drum

Longing for the Northwestern highlands

Even with only messages exchanged

There's sweetness and excitement

Your homeland has many nostalgic aspects

Mountains, hills, and the dreamy stream

I only know through the verses of poetry

Probably not enough, hence the deep sorrow

The rugged region, distant and isolated

From the lowland, forever yearning

Son La, oh, softly I whisper in my heart

I WILL COME THERE TO VISIT MY YOUNGER SISTER!

(Saigon, morning, September 29, 2018)

VISITING THE FLOATING MARKET

Poem: Nghi Lam

I bring you here to visit the Floating Market

On an early sunny autumn day sparkling bright

The Cai Rang River gently carries waves of affection

A small boat anchors at the dock

Where this land was once innocent in childhood

My mother took me to visit Can Tho Province

The charming fruit orchards were unexpectedly attractive

The little boy looks on, fascinated

Today, it has passed through a time long ago

Cai Rang Floating Market harmonizes the rhythm of trade

Farmers bring fruits from their abundant gardens

Participating on boats every morning

You'll see many graceful young ladies

Welcoming visitors to explore their homeland

With a genuine and dedicated heart

Of a region gradually changing every day

Down the flowing water on the Floating Market

Will give you unexpected surprises

A peaceful scene with a touch of poetry

To feel the gentle and spreading charm

Returning to Can Tho, you might still be amazed

By what is unfamiliar to Saigon

Bunches of purple flowers gently float down the river

Even the leaves hide behind the fruit trees

And all that remains

Is very Mekong, very endearing

Tomorrow, when you return, it will surely linger

REMEMBERING THE TOUCHING MEMORIES OF THE FLOATING MARKET.

SWEETNESS

Poem: Nghi Lam

Why am I enchanted by the WHITE BAN FLOWER color?

Probably because of you and the land of Son La

Where the border region is covered in distant mountains

With terraced fields and dreamy streams in the village

I also know your hometown is always hospitable

Very friendly to guests from the distant South

Festival days always echo with laughter

From many charming Thai girls gracefully dancing

From the South, I plan to visit you in the coming months

To Hanoi and then to visit you

The Thai girl with gentle and kind eyes

Has left an impression in my heart since I knew

Although the distance is long and far apart

In Muong land, many memories linger in me

Green tea hills and fields of corn cultivation

With sweet potatoes and your love in there

Don't think my words are just flashy

So that you get angry and blame me

Saigon always loves and misses endlessly

Have the opportunity to meet again, WHITE BAN FLOWER!

(Saigon, morning of October 5, 2018.

HANOI HAS WHITE MAGNOLIA

Poem: Nghi Lam

I love Hanoi with WHITE MAGNOLIA

Pure white like a girl in her youth

In the winter, the flowers bloom with profound meaning

So many beautiful poems to show the delicate charm

How beautiful, a flower that's not a queen

Just pure and fragile

But it has stirred my heart

Because it has you, the one I miss in Hanoi

Through the months of contemplation

Still cherishing sweet memories

In the garden of Quang Ba on a morning

Admiring the WHITE MAGNOLIA just blooming

Late autumn sky takes me into a dream

Hearing you tell the story of this flower

The Fairy from a distant sky

Sent it down to plant in the earthly realm

This flower always brings a fresh color

Small and cute, but it stores affection

Always shining under the warm dawn sun

WHITE MAGNOLIA has its name from that moment

It's rare for me, Saigon, to see

The beloved flower in your northern land

So yearning in the quiet night

Remembering intensely the white of WHITE MAGNOLIA!

(Saigon, morning of October 9, 2018.) N.L

YOU WELCOMING ME

Poem: Nghi Lam

You welcome me in the remaining autumn

Purple long-sleeved dress, jasmine buttoned

Together fluttering, secretly throbbing

With the sweetness of long-awaited days

You welcome me, a distant figure

We met on an occasion by chance

Gradually, our love turned into poetry

In the Old Quarter, on the road we walked together

You welcome me, as if you've known in advance

Each reunion brings us closer

And West Lake will have the winds stirring

Stone benches welcome familiar faces

You welcome me beside the willow-lined row

Golden sunlight reflects on the tranquil water

A girl smiles, her eyes revealing charm

Enchanting everyone as I return

You welcome me with rosy and loving lips

While Hanoi is preparing for the night

Watching dry leaves fall gently under soft feet

Love marks a gentle embrace

You welcome me with so many words

Remembering affection that has lasted so long

Shoulder to shoulder, we embrace, immersed in joy

You welcome me in a garden with many blooming flowers

Red River bank shining brilliantly

Quick kisses express boundless affection

Connecting us with the happiness of two hearts

You welcome me in time and at the right moment

Amidst the rush of the earthly realm entering winter

For the other who has not wearied waiting

For the love that lasted through the years!

(Saigon, morning of October 8, 2018.) N.L

VINTAGE GRACE

Poem: Nghi Lam

Gazing at the VINTAGE GRACE, I delve into memories

A poem returning to your homeland

Green fields, serene scenery

With water channels along the grassy banks

A country girl, petite and graceful

Wearing the traditional bà ba, a scarf wrapped around her shoulders

The scent of domestic flowers gently spreading

Makes me intoxicated and enchanted

Even with mud on her hands from farming

Her skin remains pure and lovely

Always charming, innocent, and delicate

In leisure, after plowing the fields

Under the thatched roof, you sit, showcasing your elegance

Waiting for someone, your gaze distant

Creating a melodious and secretive ambiance

Stepping forward to introduce myself just in time

We met for only a few minutes

Yet, it left me deeply moved and nostalgic

Day after day, the enchantment continues

Evening meetings, we bonded

Then, I returned to a distant place

Missing many countryside girls

And the tranquil evenings watching the sunset

Walking together on the deserted embankment

Now it is late autumn, the sun sparsely shining

Do you still remember me?

And do you still lean against the door waiting?

Waiting for the lover of VINTAGE GRACE to return!

OH, THÁI BÌNH!

Poem by: Nghi Lâm

Though I haven't reached your land yet

Thái Bình still echoes within me

The beloved land of rice with sincere hearts

With the fragrance of the sea and the warmth of the people

Before, I promised to come visit you in Hanoi

To leave behind the restlessness in the night

Longing in a place I've never known

Hearing you speak, my love deepens

Cồn Vành's sea with its abundant waves and silt

Or Trần Temple, its bell gently resonating

Welcoming visitors from all around

In the past, this place echoed with history

Golden rice fields enduring relentless bombs

From enemy planes circling the sky

Harvesting an average of Five Tons of rice

I know your hometown is vibrant with sunlight

Every summer, children release buffalo to roam

Kites floating high in the sky

Chasing butterflies in dry, waterless fields

Yet there's much more lying ahead

Waiting for me to explore when I arrive

And Thái Bình, I'm sure, will be amazing

For the scenery with you in the land of rice!

FLOWERS BESIDE YOU

Poem by: Nghi Lâm

The sky has just turned winter

Your cheeks glow with pink hues

I've been waiting for you endlessly

Hiding the yellow of sunlight

That was once absent for a while

I feel a melancholic sorrow

Remembering someone in every evening

As the sunset descends

Not due to desire

But because of the autumn's arrival

Leaving a poignant heartbreak

Because on the day of parting

Will there ever be a chance

To see the PURPLE FLOWERS I once loved

Now only loneliness remains

Nightfall echoes with sighs

Memories from a distant time

Now, I reluctantly let go and forget

For winter is approaching

Allowing me to dream a little

Sending my gaze towards her

Next to the small white flowers

Graceful and full of affection

Adding to the secretly adorable charm!

CLOUDS AND I

Poem by: Nghi Lâm

Clouds traverse the sea, witnessing our silent affection

Under the evening glow, just beginning to embrace dusk

Looking up, as if pushed by the wind, they hesitate

Surely not wanting to gaze for too long

Early on, the clouds decide to drift away, hesitatingly

Allowing the disgruntled wind to depart

I'm by your side, still tender and devoted

Admiring the resounding waves along the endless shore

The evening sun sets, clouds seem to sing

A lullaby for two lovers in sweet romance

Hand in hand, immersed in tender and sweet love

A warm kiss welcomes the descending night

Then the clouds change colors unexpectedly

Darkening the sky with the vast sea and me

Only visible in the distant open sea

The shadow of a boat hazily gliding on the waves

Farewell, clouds no longer eavesdrop

The whispered words between you and me

The beloved city hurriedly lights up the night

Welcoming the two of us back in affection!

(Saigon, evening of October 12, 2018.) N.L

LONGING FOR THE MEKONG DELTA

Poem by: Nghi Lâm

My homeland in the Mekong Delta overflows with nostalgia

Rich soil, vast fields, and fertile alluvium

Simple and gentle lives of the farmers

Where the joy lies in bamboo banks and rice paddies

Under the relentless sun, their skin turns tanned and rugged

Yet, it resonates with the profound love between couples

After the harvest, the sweetness becomes even more poignant

The fragrance of pomelo, lotus, and love intermingles

I arrived in Hậu Giang on a day bathed in sunlight

The sun cast shadows onto the flowing canals

Walking beside you, hearing the unnamed whispers

My heart throbs in rhythm with the surroundings

You guided me through the ferry just in time

The river's water flows, carrying floating water hyacinths

Coconut trees along the canal create a natural shade

Love for the homeland seeps deep into the soil

Buffaloes graze in the sugar cane fields by the pond

Even from a distance, the fond memories linger

The silhouette of a girl imprinted on the small riverbank!

(Saigon, morning of October 14, 2018.) N.L

SAIGON AFTER THE RAIN

Poem by: Nghi Lâm

Saigon, after the rain, remains quite melancholic

Lacking your presence, the city seems to sigh

I wander through the streets in various afternoons

Admiring the raindrops, poignant with memories

Out there, don't be needlessly sad

Let the winter rain merge with the teardrops

Without me, sharing silent thoughts

Perhaps, Miss Northern Vietnam, you're quite upset

Our meetings aren't always so romantic

Like many who cherish love passionately

Despite the challenges that time brings

Today, the rain falls again, golden leaves glisten

Remembering the many beloved Hanoi girls

Come, let me speak many words to you

Share the lingering concerns

And the rain has ceased its persistent fall

The gentle wind whispers through the pretty flowers

Tao Dan Park illuminates, lights sparkling

Reminding me to welcome you on our next meeting

The poem has expressed what words confess

Sending to someone far away

Don't let me endure such poignant anticipation

ADMIRING THE SCENE OF SAIGON AFTER THE RAIN JUST ENDED!

THANKSGIVING

Poem by: Nghi Lâm

I must THANKSGIVE to you despite the pain

Several decades have passed since we drifted apart

The days were sweet with the age of jade

Embraced in love's enchantment

But what remains deep within us?

Perhaps, it's regret from times long ago

Every rendezvous in quiet rainy nights

The winter wind, cold, but our hearts always warm

Now, even the stormy afternoons are over

Since you left, leaving behind memories of love

I search in pain, seeking in solitude

Relentless heartache clings to every beat

Enough, my love, don't weep for unfinished love

Don't choke on the night's silent whispers

Leave the past, even with its sweetness

So I can find tranquility when all is gone

Whether you wander in a distant land unknown

Or have transcended the worldly existence

The poignant echoes of past affection

Should also be forgotten, so I can THANKSGIVE!

COME VISIT, MY DARLING SAIGON

Poem by: Nghi Lâm

In the middle of October, come visit me, my love

See Saigon shining brightly under the sun

Witness the streets adorned for the Celebration Day

Celebrating Vietnamese Women, vibrant and proud

You've grown up in the Northern land

Yet, memories of the Southern land linger

Where I am, fulfilling duties and love

Connecting our hearts with love and responsibility

In Hanoi, the season of memories has arrived

The cold winter days are past, dreamy autumn gone

Now, the hibiscus is in full bloom, showing off its elegance

Come visit me, let your brilliance shine

In the Southeastern land during October

Wearing the ao dai, elegant and fresh

With love sparkling like blossoming flowers

Surely, there will be joy and excitement

Because you are near, close to me

Leaving behind the days of longing, eyes sparkling

We unite, immersed in blissful happiness

Don't hesitate; now is the time

I need the warmth of your embrace

To feel the gentle throbbing of your presence

FROM THE BELOVED LADY OF HANOI!

(Saigon, noon on October 16, 2018.)

TO YOU

Poem by: Nghi Lâm

Greetings to the highland girl in Thái

A beautiful figure, charming amidst the hills

Wildflowers shining brightly in the forest

Even the dreamy stream praises your beauty

At night, the melodious sound of the flute

From the boy in the village expressing his love

Why do you remain silent, my dear?

Gazing towards the tranquil distance

Where memories of you linger in my heart

Now, winter has arrived

Perhaps, you still await someone's return

I cherish the mountainous maiden's vow

Here, I wrap my affection and send it to you!

(Saigon, noon on October 17, 2018.)

RETURN TO AUTUMN

Poem: Nghi Lâm

Bác, you departed on Elderly Day
Devoting a lifetime to the nation
With steadfast loyalty to the Party and Country
We mourn the loss of the true General Secretary

Remembering the days when you were caring and cheerful
Always smiling warmly with the people
Disregarding personal preferences
Only desiring prosperity for our homeland

Each contemplation directed towards the same goal
For the people, for our beloved Country
The policy decisions carefully considered
Transparently acknowledged by every corner

An entire youth dedicated to the Revolution
Through challenging periods of fierce struggle
Tortured by colonialists in Hoa Lo Prison
Unyielding, steadfast alongside the Party

Even in retirement, you didn't forget to reminisce
Recalling the glorious past of heroism
Of numerous comrades' unwavering loyalty
And of the entire nation during the period of nation-building

Who knows what tomorrow holds
As you depart for eternal peace
To a place free from worries and troubles
WE HOPE YOU REST IN PEACE!

(Saigon, morning of October 3, 2018)