Top 11 Beautiful Poems by Poet Lê Hương

ANOTHER SEASON OF DRIFTING MIST

By Lê Hương

There is no longing like the longing for a distant love

On weekends, you’re alone in a quiet corner of the street

My heart aches with longing for you

And you’re not here, my heart tightens with sorrow.

Let’s pretend you’re away on military service

So I can wait each year for a short visit

Whether it’s sunny or cold in winter

So I won’t be upset, restless, or waiting

During moments of love and yearning that burn within

I’ll just open my phone to hear your voice

That will be enough, as long as my heart still calls

We love each other, never once stopping

As the drifting mist returns to the streets, I feel a tug at my heart

I count the raindrops, each one filled with memories

A fallen leaf tells me autumn is here

Another season of longing, remembering the drifting mist...

Saigon, 14-8-2018

AUTUMN FOR YOU

By Lê Hương

I write this poem for you in August

In Hanoi, the autumn sky wears a new hue

An autumn mist spreads endlessly in Hanoi...

At the end of the road, who waits for whom?

I write for you, through the miles of longing

The words are choked with sorrow on the page

If only you knew how deeply I care

Autumn would not be so lonely and melancholic.

Autumn keeps coming, making us miss each other more

I won’t be upset with the autumn anymore

Because I know our love burns like a fire

Desire and longing eternally blaze within.

Hanoi city, 02-8-2018

HURRIEDLY

By Lê Hương

I hurriedly return to Hanoi

Even though I know it's the last month of lotus season

The love poems steeped in fragrant blooms

Still linger vividly on the path we once knew.

Why don't you return with me in the season of lotus?

Leaving me alone, lost in the last days of summer

Old words of love still burn deeply

Why is this season of flowers now left incomplete?

Alright, don't come back if the distance is too great

When the passion no longer grips my heart

Let me face autumn alone as it ripens

The lotus is gone, but the milk flower will fall.

Even though the memories of love may still be sweet

We will bury them deep within our hearts

Don’t worry about me, like a boat with no shore

Autumn will come gently, even without you.

Don’t worry when the wind slips through the curtains

On the side without you, I’ll fold the blanket alone

The cold wind can’t howl forever

Because tomorrow, the sky will turn to spring again.

Hanoi 30-7-2018

LOVE FOR CÀ MAU

By Lê Hương

I follow you to the southern tip of Cà Mau

One summer afternoon, under the bright sun and cool breeze

The Tam Giang River flows with boats drifting

The sweet sound of the Cái Water song fills the air.

I love you, love even the sweat on your brow

The salty taste of a young man from the sea

Your voice is so sweet as it sings

Calming the heart amidst the midday heat of Năm Căn.

In the U Minh forest, the salty taste of loyalty

The scent of tràm trees drifts, guiding my eyes through the leaves

You hold my hand, and love blooms in this unfamiliar land

I suddenly feel my heart full of love for Cà Mau.

I want to kiss the moon and stars

Of Cà Mau, where you are

I want to kiss every leaf

Where your traces remain in the tràm forests.

You take me back to the land where you grew up

To love each river, each inch of land

To love the honest men of the West

Oh, how much I love my homeland, I love Cà Mau so much.

Where the scent of tràm brings us together...

Cà Mau, 2-7-2017

LOVING A POET

By Lê Hương

I received a verse from my distant lover

And in that moment, a random tear fell

The heart of a woman grown weary with time

Gathers memories into the stormy evening to dream...

Loving an image that emerges from the depths of poetry

I don’t care about the passing years, whether it's rain or shine, I wait alone

Endlessly loving, endlessly longing, endlessly stirred

Under the evening sun, lost and drifting alone.

The woman in love has become naïve

As if she forgets: she’s an old woman now

Still angry, still loving, still keeping the passion inside

Weaving affection into the winds, with the soul of a poet.

But will I ever rid myself of this loneliness...?

HCM City. 8-5-2018

FIRST RAIN OF THE SEASON

By Lê Hương

Has the rainy season begun, my love?

For today, a downpour just fell from the sky

These rain showers pour into my memories

Overflowing with deep feelings of longing...

What memory lingers by the green window?

Through all the years apart, we’ve held onto it

The rain of love spreads across the doorstep

Each drop filled with warmth, reminding me of you...

After the rain, the sky over Saigon clears

The purple-flowered trees bloom, yearning for the promise of evening

The streets are wide, waiting for footsteps to approach

Hoping for your figure on this familiar path.

HCM City 5-5-2018

THE FRAGRANCE OF THE PAST

By Lê Hương

Spring is here, do you remember or have you forgotten?..

When we reached out, touching the realm of memories

The winter of Hanoi, the first time we felt our hearts flutter

A fragrance of love tipping the afternoon sun...

We welcomed spring as we would a drop of love..

Gently, we held the spring’s first love drop

Even if far away, through countless storms

Once love has bloomed, acceptance comes, doesn't it?

I love you, so I love poetry too

Adoring moments of foolishness that appear suddenly..

We anchor our lives with a heart tinted in purple

So that our love stays whole within us.

March 2018, HCM City

THE SILENT SPACE

By Lê Hương

The silent space within you

Where my longing is yet unfulfilled

I wish I could lean on your shoulder and fall asleep to your breathing

To ease the loneliness of this life.

We owe each other promises we never fulfilled

As the winds change, the old autumn days feel distant

Winter approaches, and the ache of longing grows

Yearning for an afternoon kiss, sweet on our lips.

The longing tortures me, as the moonlight wavers

The cold autumn night makes the moon seem fragile

We love, we miss, with exhaustion in our hearts

Afraid the winter winds will return, like the loneliness we fear.

I wait for you in the stirring of the earth and sky

Longing for a fall that will shed its leaves

So that winter comes, and the trees fill with sap

To bear fruit for us to share, just the two of us...

Happiness awaits in the seasons yet to come.

HCM City, 01-11-2017

TOUCHING AUTUMN

By Lê Hương

It's been a long time since I felt again

The coolness of Hanoi's autumn air

The falling leaf brushing against my hurried step..

I touched autumn, and with it, my wandering memories.

How can I not think of you?

When the evening rain seeps through my thin clothes

I long for an embrace, awkward yet full of longing

Just enough to fulfill the desire for a lifetime.

Has autumn grown old, or is it still young?

Though I know I’m no longer young

Why can't I tame my restless heart?

It beats erratically, as it did in my twenties.

Autumn comes and goes, startling the soul

And I feel an emptiness within

Hanoi without you, autumn feels heavy with sorrow

Why don’t you return so we can embrace the falling autumn leaves?

Hanoi, 18-8-2017

DRIFT

By Lê Hương

We exchanged our first kiss

When the hair had already faded with time

Searching in the warm golden afternoon sun

To love the lingering feeling within each other.

A lifetime hiding the pain

Suddenly, we met the train of time

Forgetting the sunset

To stir the roots of love.

You are like the last rays of the afternoon

I am the gentle drifting breeze

Wishing the coldness passes by

So we can find the warmth of spring again.

Sai Gon city 16-8-2018

DESTINY

By Lê Hương

What wind brought you to me

What the world often calls fate

My heart, which had been still, stirs once more

We build a bridge of love, crossing paths again.

You have waited for me through many summers and rains

Through storms, the rose bloomed just in time

In past lives, we were husband and wife

Now we meet again to settle the debts of three lifetimes.

Our garden filled with the sounds of swallows

The tree of happiness is sprouting green leaves

Being together, life feels so earnest

Love turns the strange land into home.

Sai Gon 14-8-2018