Top 15 Beautiful Poems by the Poet Nam Bui

Poetry: Nam Bui

Waking up, spring's warmth silently embraces

Passionate affection leaves whispers in the air

The Mào bird sings loudly, its voice echoes

The Sẻ bird quietly brings its tender love

Swiftly, dreams of love seek attachment

Faintly, desires linger and stir the world

Time moves slowly in the garden of promises

The sunlight suddenly crosses the threshold, filled with longing!

Poetry: Nam Bui

Spring evening spreads a purple hue, who is it longing for?

Far away, the sunlight outside feels slightly warm and pungent

The water hyacinth just waits, looking into the distance

Temporary pink shades of the willow seem unaware

The garden of love still knows the feeling of passion

Clouds nap lazily, covering everything at times

The Mào bird sings, thirsty for love

The Sẻ bird slowly steps into the old garden

The river, years gone by, remains gentle

It still sings of innocent, dreamy memories

Waves hum a melody, the Tào Khang rhythm

Making me drunk on dreams, making her yearn

Exiled, one must pay the price of nostalgia

In the murk, there’s always a clear stream inside

Rising and falling in a distant foreign land

The boat has lost its rhythm, just drifting along life’s course

Longing to return to carefree days

The bell bird, the long-tailed shrike sweetly sings the spring's first notes

The sky, decorated in endless blue

Passionately whispers along the bustling steps...

Poetry: Nam Bui

The sky brings sunlight to welcome autumn

The clouds drift to the empty lanes, yearning in the morning and evening

The autumn breeze writes words of love

The stork sends the cold, bringing countless wishes

Autumn, naive, does not count the passing moments

Let time owe the river of the homeland

The sky, longing, sends its vows

The faraway land, thousands of miles away, never returns to the harbor of love

The night anxiously waits for the long hours

The moon falls, waiting for what remains in its wake

The zither plays the song of autumn’s sadness

The notes of longing softly whisper past dreams

The wheel turns, counting without excess

The universe grasps the morning, afternoon, and evening together

It embraces a thousand moments of passion

It holds onto the old shore, without a single moment of waiting

Autumn returns, and the universe is lost in thought

Autumn returns, sending silence to the faraway land

Autumn returns, carrying silence within

Autumn returns, but can memories ever be found?

Poetry: Nam Bui

(LHTNV)

The sun burns time, every path it touches

Thousands of flame trees sing in harmony

Each old page ignites a purple hue

Beautiful petals bloom in vibrant pink

Memories of a distant day linger in my heart

Unspoken affection still remains, even in silence

Summer, oh summer, reminds me of naive times

It settles deep in my heart, the first days of school.

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It settles deep in my heart, the first days of school

Who still clings to the love of the season?

The river still flows, a hundred paths of white

The riverbank intoxicated by thousands of blooming buds

On that day, endless rhythms echoed with the drums

Another day, the waves of the ocean danced brightly

We stood together, united by the years

Carrying time across the distance.

Poetry: Nam Bui

(TNĐ)

No longer do we speak of waiting for promises

Summer’s vibrant hues fade, leaving a bitter heart

Grief swells, intertwined with regrets in forgotten places

Loneliness weaves a tapestry of yearning and sorrow

The jewels of hope fall, scattered, searching for purpose

Tears are lost in many places, seeking to rise again

The tower of love hums softly with a melancholic tune

Will these memories be forever anchored in waiting?

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Endlessly waiting, memories echo in time

The melody hums softly in the tower of love

Tears, scattered, are sought in a thousand places

The joy of hope is fleeting, like the falling jewels

Sorrow and yearning weave through time, burdened with regrets

Grief rises in forgotten places, tangled in despair

The soul, aching, feels summer’s colors fade

Where is the time for promises, where are those moments of waiting?

Poetry: Nam Bui

The autumn arrives at the doorstep

Summer abandons the path of love

The river forgets the afternoon

The seasons cross in the silence of absence

The rain whispers softly

The sunlight sways, unsure

But still, it is sweet

How many memories it holds

The autumn wind reigns over the land

The chill takes root deep within the heart

Who has gone in search of

The grass of May, holding memories so dear?

Autumn now brings reminders

Of promises once made

Pure, yet rich in depth

Etched in the recesses of the soul

There, the clouds stir with energy

The memories remain untouched

The wind carries a silent vow

The moon waits, quietly, for a conversation long passed.

Poetry: Nam Bùi

How beautiful, wild sunflowers bloom

Golden petals reaching to the farthest sky

Shimmering, they fill the air with vibrant hues

While snowflakes fall and gently fade away

Your heart stirs, my dear

I long to speak sweet words to you

The winter is approaching

You warm my lonely heart.

Poetry: Nam Bùi

I have grown old, unable to measure the passing of time

Counting the cold winter afternoons fading into obscurity

Colorless flowers stretch far, calling from a distance

The sun’s warmth fades in the tropical lands, yet it remains fiercely passionate...

I have grown old, unable to sing the song of life

Only the years linger, lifting the moon with a silent yearning

The garden, intoxicated with its fullness, trembles with desire

Still, its purity stirs the air with its fragrant calling

I have grown old, humbled before the storms of life

Unable to hold on to the warmth of the pink sunlight

Once strong shoulders now only memories of unwavering support

I bore the weight of existence, igniting fires beneath the sky

I have grown old, unable to stop the seasons from changing

The swallows quickly flee, seeking shelter from the cold

Life’s rhythm spins with a dazzling light in the world

My heartbeat trembles, touched by the dust of time

I have grown old, unable to grasp fleeting clouds

Gathering flowers of love, each time night falls

Filling cups of wine, now only half full

Drunk and soft, I feel ashamed of myself...

Poetry: Nam Bùi

Winter arrives, the wind secretly remembers someone

The midnight vigil trembles, restless and uncertain

The night-blooming jasmine whispers softly

Urging our hearts to step onto the threshold of love

The moonlight pours, sweet and gentle

A distant melody hums, a soft, sacred song

Only the lullaby remains

Cradling you through dreams in the endless fragrance of life

The mist weaves its delicate threads

Startled awake, feeling its warmth filling the air

Oh, the sky has grown cold, winter has come

Gathering embers to fuel the flame, my heart sways

For this moment, this piece of sky

The time of love drifts in a haze, sweet and intoxicating by the waiting shore

A letter, a hidden poem, sent to my beloved

Holding back all emotions that have long lingered in my heart

Time flows like water beneath the bridge

The flowers open with the promise of love, like the vows we once made

Years carry the tune of the Tào Khê river

Winter leisurely continues its path, remembering someone...

Poem: Nam Bùi

Now my hair is touched by frost

The highs and lows have measured years gone by

Counting the many moons that lit the full night

Counting the cold of winter, piercing through my soul!

Remembering days of rice and river waters

Three coins to spare, spinning in the circle of hardship

Simple porridge, yet love still warm

Picked vegetables, shrimp, and salted fish, a meal filled with life's warmth

So many bitter moments, rising and falling

So many hardships, long forgotten

Side by side, building dreams together

Crossing countless seas and turbulent waves to forge ahead

Peaceful moments, the rhythm of breath flowing

Fate, oh how it turns, always leading us to a reunion

The green mountains and endless rivers

Resound with the song of love and memories

The fragrance lingers, beauty shining bright

Time will record our journey together

The wheel of time spins relentlessly

We stand together, building a legacy of everlasting honor!

Poem: Nam Bùi

We all know that time moves quietly

The days pass, leaving behind regrets and worries

Memories intoxicate, with tired and weary minds

Endless emotions still sway, unbalanced

Spring eagerly bids farewell to the cold winter

The chill of uncertainty, who will sell, who will buy?

Moments of restlessness try to force a smile and laughter

Countless memories age along with the passing years

The garden of love stands still, in a state of solitude

Waiting, holding on, always yearning

The river of tears flows with sadness, silent

I hurriedly grasp the tangled mess of life...

Holding the song of love, spreading throughout the dream

Do the waves of emotions ever return to whisper?

Let it be, the heart asks for nothing

Locked in solitude, with the quiet of the night

The night-blooming jasmine whispers by the window, calling the wind

Love returns, leaving behind traces of affection

The fruit, ripe and sweet, rolls at the end of the path

Don’t pick up the fleeting melody just yet...

Poem: Nam Bùi

Do you remember the autumn afternoon?

The clouds gently nod through the streets

The breeze searches for a place to rest

Listening to the fluttering of hearts

The sun whispers softly

Letting love forever remain

Time now settles in

With each other, we stay in harmony

The flowers of love are vibrant

The garden of affection sways everywhere

Taking us to the summer shore

Oh, the stirring emotions still seek

The heartbeat continues to echo

In those fleeting moments

Those intoxicating gazes

Hold us in a tight embrace

For peaceful days ahead!

Poetry: Nam Bùi

I wish I could return to my childhood

Back to the memories by the river of my homeland

I remember the soft clouds drifting away

The summer sun relentlessly searching for warmth

The sky still echoed with bird songs

The cicadas tirelessly sang their hearts out

Every raindrop counted as it fell

The market displayed its bounty—who would buy the field?

The months passed with hay scattered about

The shrimp, the crabs, the little fish called to us

Our kites fluttered lazily in the sky

Carried into distant memories, far beyond reach

Eager to catch the last rays of the setting sun

As dusk settled in, we remained, just the two of us

Innocent, like the beautiful snowflakes

Chasing the hidden treasures that still linger today

Childhood forgotten in the quiet moments

Suddenly, I long for the simple joys, lost in my youth

Hastily, I write down this verse

As I hold onto the journal, still waiting for those days...

Poetry: Nam Bùi

Ninh Bình, a land of breathtaking beauty, stirs the soul

At Địch Lộng, spring begins to whisper its arrival

Bái Đính stands timeless, its fragrance ever-present

Vân Sàng, through the ages, is clouded in endless dreams

Night after night, Cốc Múa is filled with enchantment

Every morning, Tràng An emerges in a mystical haze

Dục Thúy and I wander through dreams of the unknown

At Lai Thành's tavern, visitors are still lost in wonder!

"*": The names of famous landmarks in Ninh Bình!

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