Top 20 Best Poems by Poet Nguyen Dinh Hung

Poem by Nguyen Dinh Hung

You keep asking which season Cherry Blossoms bloom

Pomelo trees in the garden, buds nurturing fragrant scents,

You keep asking which season people hustle and bustle back and forth

Gathering together to wish each other blessings and happiness

A season when trees and plants flourish

Girls and boys join hands to build happiness

It's the season when I go away, leaving my hometown for military service

Away from the construction site, surely holding a gun at the border.

Oh my dear

No one in this world wants bloodshed

No one wants to leave their homeland

Away from loved ones in suffering

But our country still has enemies lurking nearby

They want our land to be desolate, devoid of greenery

They want our people to become slaves

And countless generations of love

As under the Pol Pot, Ieng Sary regime.

Do you know?

Like the bee knows to sacrifice for its queen

Could it be that I fear danger?

For the Fatherland, for the love of humanity

I am determined to step forward with all my heart

So that when I return tomorrow

I welcome a bright future

With the sound of the factory whistle
We return to work

And I hold your hand again to go to the theater

Strolling on the beloved city streets

In the park, admiring dewy flower clusters

Sparkling, imprinting the image of both of us in full affection./.

(First Military Division, February 15, 1982)

Note: (1) Pol Pot and Ieng Sary were the leaders of the Khmer Rouge from 1976-1979, responsible for the genocide in Cambodia. (2) The factory whistle is a type of whistle used to start (begin work) and end (end work) shifts at factories and construction sites in the decades past.

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We return to Mua Cave - Ninh Xuan commune

Satisfying the passion amidst the mortal realm

Strolling around the lake, admiring the Pearl Well

Climbing up the mountain peak to gaze at the spring sky

This place, once watched dances by Kings

Now turned into a playground for millions

Who crafted this picturesque land?

Intoxicated by the guests, appreciated by poets./.

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Oh homeland, since ancient times

Forests, vast fields stretch far and wide

Waves of the sea, rivers sing melodiously

Glorious history echoes endlessly, oh beloved.

The ancient Cuc Phuong forest remains alive

Centuries-old Chò trees, the ancient cave still stands

Trang An grottoes, Tam Coc river wharf

Making Ninh Binh mystical, serene.

Oh homeland, history forever engraved

Dinh Bo Linh with the Lau flag founded the nation

Duong Van Nga bestowed the Royal Insignia for the country

For Vietnam to remain sovereign forever.

Oh homeland, enriched with love and fate

Van Lam area, gathering place of Tran kings

Kim Son region bears the mark of Cong Tru

Tam Diep echoes the swift victories of Quang Trung.

Oh homeland, resounding with the sound of ringing bells

Here is Bai Dinh Pagoda, there is Phat Diem Cathedral

The prayers call for goodness from everyone

A peaceful life, united loyalty

Cannot forget the names of rivers:

Hoang Long, Sao Khe merge with the Day River

Vac, Van, and An rivers flow to the sea

Making Ninh Binh poetic, musical.

Oh homeland, with many memorable crafts

Weaving in Kim Son, planting flowers in Ninh Phuc

Engraving in Ninh Van, Embroidering lace in Ninh Hai

Breathing life into Phuc Loc wood, so talented.

Working tirelessly, people are deeply devoted

But in their hearts, the lullabies echo

Does anyone know those sleepless nights

To remember each other through the tunes of Ca Tru.

Ninh Binh, through thousands of autumns

Still gleaming along the course of history

Whoever comes, even once, will remember

The scenery and people lingering in poetry./.

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Ba Sao town truly shines

Thanks to the spiritual tourism area

Praise those who shaped the lake embracing the mountains

Gratitude for building the Thất Tinh peak pagoda

Once desolate, housing criminals

Now a bustling project

Breathing life into the deep forest, igniting rays of light

Tam Chuc is reborn every day./.

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Truong Yen still holds Am Tien Cave

A cave transformed into a sacred temple - A realm of meditation

Stone steles on the mountain slopes record history

The lake surrounds the mountains, resembling a celestial palace.

Memories of Da Lat persist within me

Far away, yet Da Lat resides vividly within me

Autumn begins with a visit to Ha Long Bay

Venturing into the depths of Ha Long Bay during autumn

Mom - The Epitome of Love and Sacrifice

In the realm of mothers, one stands tall: Mine.

The Enchanting Charm of Thung Nham

Thung Nham beckons us to embrace its natural allure.

The Tale of Kite Flying: Generations Bonding

Summer brings evenings filled with kite-flying adventures.

A Birthday Poem for You

Remembering the days of youthful folly, dreaming only of fortune.

Reminiscing You - The Art of Lace Embroidery

Memories flood back with the gentle touch of lace.

Youthful Days: Me and You

Childhood memories intertwine, under the sun and in the rain.

Vietnam shines amidst the SEAGAMES

A poem by Nguyen Dinh Hung How joyous to conclude the SEAGAMES Vietnam rises to second place in achievements Eighty-eight sports events competed Ninety-eight flags soared high Silver and bronze medals were bestowed One hundred and ninety aspirations fused Erupting in the competitive race All football crowns are ours Outstanding individuals shine brightly Except for one, Anh Vien remains Vietnam shines amidst the SEAGAMES Honoring athletes scripting golden history Their sweat poured on the floor Blood mixed with tears, hardship endured Thank you, Sports Elevating lives, fostering unity SEAGAMES, joyous once more In the heart of Hanoi, Vietnam declares triumph.

Only Because of Alcohol

By Nguyen Dinh Hung The majority of traffic accidents Are due to alcohol, intoxicating within Previously, light penalties were imposed Propaganda, education aplenty, yet incomplete The casualties continue to hurt Just born, Decree number one hundred (*) Punitive measures enough to admonish Drinking a glass of beer, fined millions Equals and means of transportation Police temporarily detain, return empty-handed Only painful punishment awakens from drunkenness Without beating, without swearing, still fear the slightest inebriation Leading to a series of familiar occupations Beer and liquor businesses shut down, sit idle Lost profession, losses abound Meals taste bland, complaints everywhere But because health is attached Safety of life urges all corners From now on, stay away from beer and liquor Household happiness will surely flourish. (*) Note: Decree No. 100/2019/ND-CP dated December 30, 2019 of the Government regulating administrative sanctions for violations in the field of road and railway traffic, effective from January 1, 2020.

Corruption Poem by Nguyen Dinh Hung Witness the trial of corrupt officials Their black hearts laid bare Bracketing, cunningly, to amass wealth Bribing, skillfully, to rise in ranks To the people, they promise integrity, righteousness Before the Party, they pledge to uphold honor, reputation A multitude of talents marred by moral decay Silently undermining the people of the South.

Thơ Nguyễn Đình Hưng

Xem tòa xử án bọn quan tham

Mới rõ tim đen của chúng làm

Móc ngoặc, sành lừa thành tỷ phú

Đưa quà, khéo lách chóng thăng quan

Bên dân vẫn hứa rằng liêm, chính

Trước Đảng luôn thề giữ phẩm, danh

Một lũ đa tài mà thất đức

Âm thầm lũng đoạn hại dân Nam.

Behold, the Festivals of Today each spring arrives. Processions, drums, gongs resound in villages. Pleading to Saints, invoking Deities, people push and shove. Wrangling for money, snatching seals amidst chaos. Chaotic hustle, renting ceremonial offerings. Boisterous cries pierce the heavens, cursing miscreants. Asking why the sacred ones are in disarray. Ancient customs distorted, still cherished?

Poetry by Nguyen Dinh Hung