Top 34 Poems About December

DECEMBER LOVE
Poem by Trịnh Thanh Hằng

The gentle winter comes with a biting cold breeze
Lips turn pale amidst trembling sensations
Nestled in the chilly night with drizzling mist
A small child in eager arms

Autumn has gone, perhaps the cool breeze
Is just a memory now
A leaf gently falls, the last one in life
The afternoon suddenly purple as never before

December cuts through the skin with sweet chills
Loving many, the morning dew birds
Hand in hand we walk through a long life stretch
Suddenly awakened to find it's too short

December, the sun doesn't want to set
Nights are long, days short and hazy
Intoxicated, not waking from deep sleep
The sun's rays sneak through the door crack

December, I will come to light the fire
Wishing to warm your heart forever
The old year passes, we close the curtain
Gather our lives to welcome the new year

Sleep tight, the boat will not leave the shore
Always full like a sea away from shore
Out there, even in storms and winds
I'll always wish the warm fire melts the ice

Poem by Trịnh Thanh Hằng

DECEMBER HAS ARRIVED, MY LOVE
Poem by Phan Hoàng

December has arrived, my love
The cold wind whispers through the night
The afternoon rain drizzles incessantly
The choir of birds returns home chirping

December hurries by, another year gone
Many tasks still unfinished
Those far away yearn for the warmth of home
Hearts yearning for the unity of the new year

December lights up with Faith
Christmas heralds hope anew
Amidst the cold, life thrives
God bestows happiness upon the earth

December heralds the arrival of golden apricot blossoms
Peach trees brave the chill to bloom early
Fields of green wheat grow lush
Rivers return, flooding the fields

December has arrived, my love
The land and people prepare for a new year
Life enters the season of blossoms and fruits
You and I welcome another spring!

14.12.2018

DECEMBER
Author: Hồng Soi

December, heart stirring and nostalgic
Memories overflow in the mind
Winter vegetables flourish in the cold sky
Noel weaves dreams

December, childhood desires
Being bought a warm scarf by mother
Gallivanting with friends on the streets
Immersing in the Western New Year festival

December, everyone in ecstasy
Joking about the world's joyful day
All humanity awaits this month
Embracing warm freedom on a shoulder

December, filled with everlasting memories
World AIDS Day
Bringing light to us
The winter solstice is approaching

December, far and vast
Waiting and waiting across the distance
Yearning in dreams as winter arrives
Composing poetry to send to that horizon!
14.12.2018

PLENTY IN DECEMBER

Poet: Nguyễn Đình Cường.

At the end of the year remains December
There's still longing gathering endlessly
Time passes, nearing the Tet holiday
This Noel, the couple will meet!

We'll be together - both of us praying
For God's blessing to unite us
For two hearts to warm the same flame
Let the outside world freeze coldly

Not long until the swallows bring spring
We'll comfortably immerse in fragrance
The yellow of cabbage this month is captivating
I'll pick some for you, my distant dear

Winter solstice comes, you needn't worry
I'll keep you warm - no matter how cold the night
Frost and snow blanket the roads
Someone will take you to a warm place

There's one thing both of us wish
A complete year, a beautiful December
Enjoying what's still youthful
Plenty in December.

16/12/2018.

EXCLUSIVELY CARRYING A WINTER

Author: Hoàng Chẩm

Bidding farewell to the season of falling leaves, nostalgically old,

Encountering the wild grass, akin to a sorrowful winter afternoon,

Hiding a bit of solitude buried deep in mist and smoke,

Owing to a distant love, hearing the vastness of life...

Counting the nights of mistakes and regret.

Knowing you're still there, forgetting to return here,

Halfway through a lifetime dream of a nightingale,

Losing each other in this place, forever distant in the clouds.

Winter hasn't faded, imagining Spring returning to the alley,

The wild grass sways and yellows in a corner of the sky,

Distant mist dreams of an empty realm,

Tenderly embracing the season's flowers, wandering footsteps.

Gathering a golden afternoon, sadly the wind's hair,

Standing with melancholy remembering the time of love flying,

A last quy flower falls low at the end of the season,

We listen to the heartbeat of a drunken love.

Remembering the golden Quy season.

December

Poet: Raindrops of Autumn

December, the north wind brushes past the door.

The bamboo clump thinly veiled in winter's cloak of mist.

Whose cheeks pale with the faded hues of blush?

Feeling nostalgic, dreaming of warming embraces.

December, twilight's purple blanket thickly spread.

Pretty footsteps leisurely trace the familiar path home.

The seasonal breeze brings a chilling bite.

Piercing cold penetrates the angry night's curtain.

December, the moon slumbers at season's end.

The shy scent of Osmanthus blossoms charmingly.

A loving kiss in a moment of solitary passion.

The small heart sways, inexplicably restless.

December feels unsettled in the heart.

Faint rain on the deserted lane this evening.

Whose return moistens the strands of flying clouds?

December...
Full of longing...!!!

Raindrops of Autumn
Hanoi, 13/12/2018

Welcoming December!

Poet: Lan Tran

Winter has arrived with a hint of frost, perhaps joining in
December...

... the yellowed leaves still cling
Catching the sunset as the fading afternoon light
A moment of tranquility, why the sense of longing?

December...

... the season of no clear path. On empty streets, feet hesitate to step forward
A touch of hesitation, fear of a faltering heartbeat
Hearing dreams drift in a gentle lullaby

The cold of winter deepens the thickening memories

December...

... not softly lulling into sleep
For regret and resentment still reside
The cold wind's embrace not warm enough

December...

... harboring a hint of bittersweetness
A lingering scent, a lingering farewell
We lament, then gaze aimlessly, searching
Suddenly asking oneself: Does the purple still love...?

Lan Tran 01/12/2918

SENDING TO THAT PLACE TRUONG SA

Poem by: Hồng Ngoãn

December has arrived, do you feel the winter
Or just the sway of the waves
Truong Sa, where the wind rages all year round
Does the song still soar far and wide?

Who named the trees on Phong Ba Island
Like the soldiers who endured hardship
Befriending seagulls and crashing waves
Do you feel sorrow as each winter passes?

In my homeland, I wander aimlessly
Along the dyke, reminiscing about the golden mustard flowers
Watching butterflies still play joyfully
Suddenly, I feel a chill in my heart...

I know now you ponder every night
Surely holding your gun to guard territorial sovereignty
The waves are not calm because there are still storms
With your comrades, you fear no danger

Sending a bit of love beyond the barriers
A bit of warmth as winter floods the streets
Truong Sa, tonight as the wind returns
If your heart feels cold, please remember me...

Hải Dương 14/12/2018

MISSING YOU

Poem by: Nghi Lâm

You ask, winter has arrived, are you there
In Hanoi, do you remember anyone?
In the South, I still eagerly await
Remembering the girl of old, joyful and promised

You once said, never shy
Because loving me is not a fault
For you and I, fate entwined
Does anyone know, oh beloved, who you admire?

Winter arrives, December suddenly comes
The Old Quarter mourns, you still remember me
In a distant land, someone's eyes sparkle
Surely missing me, but do not shed tears

One day, you expressed clearly
Our story is now written in verse
We no longer wander aimlessly
Only morning and evening, we walk the same path

I miss you too much, my love, don't rush
Bitterness pains me, squeezes my heart
Why be greedy to make others suffer
Those from the North, those in the South, yearning to remember

Now I write verses in this separation
Sending love to you in the cold winter scene
Oh Hanoi, please don't pour heavy rain
So I can come to you and warm the fire together!

BEAUTIFUL VERSES
By: Hồ Viết Bình

I want to write the most beautiful verses
To dedicate to you, the girl of December
Who stays awake through the long nights
Adding the warmth of someone beside your pillow.

I want to send the azure sky
Golden sunbeam, chasing away the sad raindrops
Sending to you affectionate kisses
Fluttering along with the gentle breeze on your cheeks.

December is like the shadow of life
But oh, dear! Life keeps spinning
With excited hearts welcoming the spring
Like every time a mother gives birth to a baby.

My poetry may be old, but yours is youthful
With countless colors and expressions still overflowing
December opens its doors to welcome the sunshine
The new year brings forth abundant poetic emotions.

I want to sketch a timely love story
For you to continue writing verses
And together, we will maintain the rhythm of affection
Strongly bonded through countless Decembers.

DECEMBER
Poetry by Hoàng Như Phượng

December, like a closing verse
A long thread flowing in the heart
A whole year we search eagerly
To gather one complete joy.

The calendar's last page blossoms with contentment
Winter's cold fills the air, undeterred by hardship
We wear hats, don gentle coats
And step into the streets to embrace graceful winter.

We collect gifts day by day, month by month
Neatly wrapped, we send them to the children
A touch of affection warms their dreams
So winter arrives sweeter with added colors.

Who says the last month of the year is all northern winds
Trees bare, stark, piercing the heart
Do not abandon hope, waiting for fulfillment
For within us, springs new buds of hope.

December spans from North to South
I send sunshine to warm your heart
You send me a touch of cold wind through the curtains
We find happiness at the ends of longing.

HNP - 13/12/2018

WHEN DID I FALL IN LOVE..

Poetry by Ngo Huong

When did I fall in love with you
Those eyes lost in the distance
Remembering the day we basked in the sun

Standing leaning on the rocky shore.

Far away the boat drifts endlessly
Dare not speak though the heart stirs
Still understanding the dreamy heart

Standing together yet afraid to speak.

Then I went, two paths diverged
But the heart still longs for that place
Waiting for the season to return and find again

The tilted roof, waves spreading along the old dock

Our first kiss forever hidden, not sparse
Fearing the rain will blur and break
The willow branch lets go for the sake of longing.!

Still waiting for the day to weave dreams into poetry

When did I fall in love with you.

Poetry by Ngo Huong

LONGING
Poetry by Ánh Tuyết

Early morning, mist veils the street outside
The winter wind whispers with longing
We silently vow, it's already December!
A month of engraved heartache

Winter arrives gently like wildflowers
Clutching at the lonely heart's first love
Quickly seeking, yet autumn is nowhere to be found
Only the lingering sunlight on fading grass

Droplets of dew hastily slip through the door
Suddenly startled, the soul half lost in wilderness
Will we ever catch hold of time?
A moment of regret with countless hesitations

December sways with melancholy, evoking memories
Recalling the vague dreams of yesteryears
Suddenly, we think of each other
Deeply listening to the shattered pain./.

We Have a Date with December
Poetry by Đỗ Hương

Like a rose from the spring garden
December is the final bud
Among twelve months of sun and rain
Things change, but you and I remain...

Like a kiss from love's embrace
December dreams are vast and deep
Dreams of love beyond the earthly realm!
Amidst arms so tender, promises we keep!

We vow together to December
Weaving spring threads with pages pristine
Leaving behind the icy winter's cold
We return leisurely to our shared stream

Together, we nurture green sprouts anew
Adorning the spring garden, pruning leaves and branches
Sculpting together the vibrant spring
A field of poetic beauty, my love

Dear, let's set a date for December!
You return to Quảng Bá, who awaits?
In her graceful white áo dài, waiting endlessly for you
Amidst the spring garden, where the sun kisses the plum blossom...

12/ 12/ 2018
SunNy Do

MEMORIES OF DECEMBER
Poetry by Phan Huy Hùng

My daughter born in the Year of the Water Tiger
Under the streets of Khâm Thiên
The black sky with B52 of American invaders
Hanoi, the land quakes

They wanted to rewind Vietnam to the Stone Age
Who would have thought Vietnam became heroes
Americans' corpses scattered everywhere
Hanoi shines gloriously, Dien Bien Phu in the sky!

Forty-six years have passed like a pink dream
My daughter becomes a grandmother
I remain unchanged like those days
Hanoi in December, smiles warm each other's hearts

December echoes across the globe
Only Vietnam etched December into history!

BROKEN PROMISE.
Poetry by Hoàng Hôn

There was someone
A broken promise in the winters
So many Decembers never returned
The path of love
Years of mist lingering
Oh! The path
of dreamy months...
The girl - eyes - white clouds
Those eyes
make my soul silent
The memories of that pink day never fade
I am the one
Who missed December
Missed the eyes of eternal clouds
Oh December
The long road of longing ...
Whose silhouette lingers in my heart?
There was someone
A broken promise in December
To pass through the seasons of blooming flowers.
For many years
The path of love is filled with longing
The one who missed never returned
Oh! December ....

HE RETURNS!
Poetry by Nguyễn Thị Khánh Hà

He returned that day
December
The sky not azure
Faded golden sun
Cold winter
Feeling suddenly longing for someone

A melancholic night
Adds coldness every dawn

That day he returned
December
Winter sorrow shedding its wings
Long gone
Hearing you whisper
By the old garden
Suddenly we felt
Like in the old days

Does autumn fade
The loyal purple color?
Does it fade the blush
Of your cheeks?
Does it dry the hair
Of the girl cloud?
Does the garden still bloom white
Without sadness?

Winter suddenly is you
You are winter
Calmly silent
Brewing intense wine
He wants to ignite
A thousand warm suns
Driving away your cold heart...
Igniting the pink fire...
12/12/2018

DECEMBER, A MONTH OF WAITING
Poetry by Tony Bui

December, the heart feels lonely
Your figure shines in dreams
Memories still flood in like a deluge
Rushing to embrace my heart

December, a cold mist blankets
Chrysanthemums dance lightly with the wind
Thinking of you with myriad worries
Unable to quell the longing on those long nights

December, day after day, tormented
Wildflowers offer a fragrant love
Autumn has faded, leaving traces of gold
The first kiss, unforgettable

The homeland river still flows gently
Evening twilight gradually descends
Arms embrace, lips recount love
Sweet scent of life blends with poetic passion

December, please wait patiently
The boat of love will reach the shores of happiness
Alone under the late-night lamp, I stay awake
Burning verses of affectionate fire.

Warsaw
04/12/2018

DECEMBER IS HERE!!!
By: Country Girl

December sun lacks its dreaminess
But the northern wind carries excess longing
Oh dear, keep the door shut tight
Avoid the chilling breeze to escape catching a cold.

The cold weather... donning fashionable coats
Strolling the streets, welcoming the arrival of spring
Laughter fills every corner of the town
Walking in step with the beloved poetic soul.

December brings about a wavering heart
Throwing away old calendars feels somewhat disappointing
Time passes, accumulating moments of silence
New Year is approaching, will you come back?

December... if we love, we must
Thirty days of the present await us
The ticking of time, precious moments
Hold on tight, don't leave me, my dear!

HALF DREAM SKY
Poem by: Vân Anh

These past few days, longing roams the night
Wandering alone, in and out, seeking sight
Questioning the waves of the vast sea's might
Will they return, stirring the old shore's light?

Intense yearning, does anyone know the plight?
Anger brewed, a tale too vast, too tight!
In the warmth of resentment, sorrow takes flight
Remembering sins, bitter, haunting in its bite!

Pretending to be silent, wrapping oneself tight
Messages unanswered, in the open, out of sight
Still awaiting, the heart yearns with all its might
Waves crashing, secretly murmuring love's rite!

'Sitting by the fire, leaning on the straw stack'
Questioning the heavens, stars whisper, don't lack
So much love, yet why wander off track?
The path home echoes regret... still no you back?!

Biên Hòa 12.12.2018

ODE TO DECEMBER
By: YẾN THỊNH

I sit, gathering the last leaves of fall
Just a few left before winter's call
December, a month of longing and wait
The season of winds, of winter, innate
Clothes not warm enough, shoulders fade
My soul chilled, longing for the distant shade
Mist covers my desolate heart, like a cascade
I still await, for someone, a celestial serenade
Trees shedding leaves this afternoon
Waiting for winter to call, warming our swoon
Will you return? To share longing, to share life's boon
December... oh December...
Tell him to return... to lessen my gloom
So winter isn't lonely, so I don't pluck leaves in this room
December... of passion's dream...

YẾN THỊNH

YEAR-END REMINISCENCE
Poetry by: An Giang Bùi

At year's end, why does the memory linger, Oh dear?
The day of our rendezvous draws so near
The dry season's onset dims the sun's ray
The morning chill follows the wind's sway.

At year's end, who seeks out whom, pray tell?
I silently watch the crowd on the street's swell
The last rain of the season comes and goes in haste
The wind flirts with corners, in alleys it's chased.

At year's end, the moment is about to turn the page
I hope for you as one hopes for a swift bird's stage
Bringing spring as you wished and swore
To our love, adding hues richer and more.

A seedling nurtured these days through
Rising from deep within the earth it grew
Tomorrow amidst the vast sky's hue
It'll stretch its branches, casting shade anew.

Year's end,

Why such longing,
Oh dear?

A POEM FOR DECEMBER

Poem by: Phan Thu Hà

Could it be that the returning season calls distant dreams?
While today, the bird returns to build its nest
The sky is blue as if there were no storms
Singing joyously the melody of December

The streets marvel at each passing footstep
The sun glistens in a golden hue
Scattering notes of music amidst the leaves
Celebrating the birth of Christ on Christmas day

I return alone to the familiar church
The old painting recalls a bygone era
The days of yore will never return
Only silent longing is sent into poetry

The passing year, akin to a dream
Seeking a bit of peace in the endless stream of life
I lull myself with the song of the waves
Listening to the sea calling the sails this evening

Has the storm subsided, the source of tears?
Why do disasters still swell with every breath?
The bitterness of life's missed scenes still lingers
At the end of the year, can we find a bit of joy?

The past year rushed by, December hurriedly
Time flows like a rushing river
Hoping that love will always remain
Warm wishes sent to every home.