Top 15 Beautiful Poems Written About February

FEBRUARY POEM
Poet: Nghi Lâm

February arrives, bringing joy along
For with you, my love, you're always near
Your loving gaze so full of sparkles and cheer
Welcoming Spring with endless feelings so strong

We celebrate your new year just in time
With blossoming flowers, we wish you joy
Your love deepens, my heart is filled with joy
And pain fades away, replaced by love so fine

Family surrounds with warmth and affection
This birthday, combined with the New Year’s cheer
Gazing ahead towards the future, my dear
I see a world of love, endless in connection

On the ground, flowers bloom in vibrant colors
Shining brightly, casting light through the day
Making my heart beat with longing, I'd say
And I hope you are happy alongside me, my lover

Each night, I ponder, though we're far apart
In Hanoi's distance, still, you are not forgotten
A kiss of farewell lingers, tenderly begotten
With the scent of love still fresh in my heart

The sweetness lingers, we both can feel Sharing the warmth of Spring with a sigh
Our love, though incomplete, still fills the sky Every moment together, a spark that glows

Thank you for joining me in dreams tonight WITH LOVE AND THE SPIRIT OF FEBRUARY, YOU'VE ARRIVED!

(Saigon, morning of 07/02/2019) N.L

A DATE MISSED SO MANY TIMES
Author: Hồng Soi

Valentine... where are you now?
I wait, oh, this cold, lifeless kiss
The scent of you lingers, a fleeting mist
I brace myself to hold my love somehow!

On lonely days... I feel I miss you so
In this solitary month, my heart aches more
For a year without you, so far, I endure
My mother and I pass time with endless woe!

Valentine... my eyes, they overflow
Many nights I've cried, alone in my bed
We came together, never caring for what's ahead
In search of love's fragrance, I endlessly go

Waves crash on shore, yet the boat's so still
My heart stumbles, caught in sorrow's grasp
I long to share a breath, to make it last
In the ocean, where we missed our chance, yet still...

14.02.2019
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YOU ARE THE GIRL OF FEBRUARY
Poet: Giọt Mưa Thu

You are
the girl of February.
The Peach Blossom blooms,
with doe-like eyes, dreamy and shy.
Glimmering
with every golden ray.
The breeze stirs
gently, spreading through the sky.

The Spring Maiden
Wanders all around.
She sprinkles rain softly
upon delicate shoulders.
Buds bloom
with tender fullness.
The fragrance lingers
as the winds carry love.

Spring returns
painting your pretty lips.
Spring returns, casting shadows
of the setting sun in a playful tilt.
Spring returns
as your steps dance lightly.
Spring is the girl...
...Charming in February...!!!

Giọt Mưa Thu
HN 12/2/2019
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ALSO A PIECE OF THE SECOND MONTH
Poem by Ha Phan.

The second month, arriving unexpectedly
"Halfway through spring, my lips soften" The old season departs with words of bitter herbs
Whispers return, calling for new life to emerge

We follow, pulling spring back again
The river of the countryside stretches like silk across the sky
The boat's side lingers with a song of promises
The incense scent drifts, faint, like watercolor strokes

The sky’s threads tighten, heralding the season's harvest
The village fields faintly show the beehive’s curve
The spring breeze carries the light green of new leaves
The peach blossoms blush, painting your cheeks in soft pink hues

I return to find the hidden moon’s light
Looking into your eyes, silently, promising bamboo shoots
Let us leave... counting the old year’s age
The wind carries memories, a piece of love’s song

FEBRUARY DANCE
Poem by Trịnh Hằng Thanh

Is it already February, I wonder
Do you still remember those distant days
The plums bloom in spring, flowers white upon hills
The love we shared back then, so dear

The xòe dance swirls, intoxicating as ever
I play the flute, your cheeks blushing red
Spinning wildly in the fire, lost in its heat
Let us share this burning passion

February arrives, the sky of spring ripples
I search for the old pí noọng song
The flute carries melodies too much for the heart
The flowers remain white, yet you can't find them

Ask the mountains, ask the endless green woods
Where have those old days gone
Let go, we are lost in life's vast sea
The fire still burns, but the cold cuts through

Pí noọng, oh, the mountains so vast
Where can I find the xòe dance we once knew
Spring has arrived, yet the world fades away
But in my heart, I still see your figure

One day, dear, little Spring girl
You will return and dance again as before
The warmth of the hearth may no longer exist
But the fire in my heart continues to blaze

CÒN XUÂN
Hoa Lư

Xuân còn phảng phất giữa tháng hai
Để em duyên dáng gót hài chơi
Xuân chưa nghiêng hết góc trời
Đam mê Xuân đẹp rạng ngời môi xinh

Nàng còn đó lung linh trong nắng
Hương ngất ngây màu trắng trinh nguyên
Ấp e ánh mắt dịu hiền
Nghiêng nghiêng tà áo dáng tiên nơi này

Tháng hai về mưa bay lất phất
Giọt sương đêm ngủ gật cánh hoa
Nụ xoan lay lất ngõ nhà
Tiếng chim ríu rít gần xa rộn ràng

Nắng nhẹ lên thoả nàng thả dáng
Khúc xuân tình nồng của tháng hai
Đầu niên ước vọng tương lai
Trọn tình xuân thắm ngày dài an vui
Tác giả Hoa Lư

CẤY LÚA CHIÊM

Poem by Nguyễn Thị Khánh Hà

February has arrived, and the cold still lingers
Out in the fields, I plant rice from dawn till noon
My feet are soaked in cold mud, and I'm drenched in rain
The thin coat can't shield me from the wind's cruel bite

The rooster crows at 3 a.m., and I rise
The moon hangs on the mountaintop, still awake
The party continues, tirelessly like a fairytale girl
Rain or shine, my spring cheeks remain strong

February has arrived, but who do I wait for?
The soldier still has duties to fulfill
The weight of the nation's mountains is not yet complete
I'm here at home, a dutiful and gentle daughter-in-law

Through all the hardships, I hold on to hope
The rice plants will not disappoint those who toil
One day, when you return, we’ll harvest together
The golden rice will fill the fields with joy.

FEBRUARY DREAM
Thu Pham Quang

February, oh, Spring arrives so radiant
I love you, I long for you, February, oh
The golden apricot and the fresh peach blossoms
Oh, February, a smile of Spring

February has urged me many times
February arrives, the sacred five fruits
A slight longing, the soul gently ascends
February is beautiful, with a soft sky above

Remembering February, remembering the days of youth
Remembering February, casting the youthful spirit
At the age of full moon, seventeen soaring high
February gives shape to hopes and dreams

Oh, February, a distant horizon of dreams
Beyond the clouds, the days stretch forward
I miss you, forever loving February
Spring comes beautifully, with a future full of promise

Oh, February, a sky full of romantic radiance!

FEBRUARY CALLS
Hồ Viết Bình

February calls Spring through the gate
Calling the sun to peek from the east
Calling the pink sunlight to fill the small streets
So that your hair spreads the rich fragrance.

Calling the stray verses somewhere
Following the swallows that swoop down into my soul
Calling the drizzle not to rush away
Glistening on the young buds, so tender.

February calls the bees and butterflies back
Intensely beside the bloom of love
Winter is gone, no more hesitation
Drunk on making sweet honey for life.
Hồ Viết Bình

SPRING OF LOVE
Đào Mạnh Thạch

Spring brings sunlight for a thousand flowers to bloom
The wind stands still, surprised at the end of winter
Spring calls, inviting the birds to sing cheerfully
Spring brings forth young buds with tender tips

Spring is full of warmth, overflowing with deep affection
A distant sky still waits patiently
Longing and yearning stir restlessly in the heart
Watching the swallows circle, suddenly feeling a pang of longing

Do you know that I love you dearly
Even though we are apart, my love is still deep and true
Like autumn leaves falling, waiting for spring to bring warmth and green
Spring returns, with flowers blooming under the bright sun

Spring has arrived, the peach blossoms show their vibrant colors
Butterflies and bees are lost in the fragrance
Looking at the spring sky, I feel the ache of longing
Quietly wishing for a passionate kiss

My dear, I send my deep affection
Through these heartfelt verses, so sweet and tender
The colors of spring are beautiful beyond words
Love comes ... but when will it be, my dear?

SPRING RAIN

Nguyễn Thành Lợi

Waking up in the morning, remembering to water the flowers,
I look at the tree, and see the leaves drenched.
I raise my hand to the sky, oh! it's cold,
Turns out the sky has helped me.

Spring rain! spring rain! spring rain!...
The spring rain drops are so strange.
It’s cool, yet why does it feel so warm?
In spring, the rain feels just like spring.

The spring rain calls the rooster to crow in spring,
The rooster's call is like a flower, it’s so beautiful!
A melody of spring, so fresh and new,
Te-lo, or ca trù in spring.

The spring rain moistens the green trees,
Budding, new shoots start to show,
Blooming, as the spring grows,
The young plants, with green tips of spring.

The spring rain calls the train to leave the station,
The spring weather fills my chest, I breathe deeply,
The journey begins, traveling in spring, welcoming guests,
In spring, our loved ones wait for us!

The spring rain dampens my soft hair,
It sticks to my shoulders, warm and gentle,
It seeps into my waist, holding me close,
Soft, it curls my dreamy lashes!

I walk through the spring rain's buds,
My old age feels like it’s turning young again,
Rejoicing in the fresh spring of humanity,
The spring rain makes my life even more spring-like!

Hà-Nội, Year of the Pig / NTL

SPRING THOUGHTS
Đinh Thị Hiển

Today is the ninth of February
Tomorrow, the fifth of January, I will be away from home
Yet joy still lingers around us
The yellow apricot blossoms shine like the stars and moon
The fragrance of chrysanthemums fills the air
Keeping the noble guests... asking why... want to stop
The rose smiles, indifferent
The lovers of those days, must come to me
The kumquat fruit smiles in surprise
I go in my own way, what do I need?
The Spring is joyful, the scenery is beautiful, the new year comes
Hoping the Spring doesn't leave too soon
But time passes, and we must move on
Each person with their own task, must get it done
The year starts with a prosperous beginning
And at the end of the year, we celebrate together
Homes welcome the Tet festival... the new Spring arrives

February 9, 2019
Poetry: Đinh Thị Hiển

FEBRUARY MUSINGS
Poem by Trương Túy Anh

February brings forth the Spring maiden
With tender buds and vibrant green... stirring the heart
The sweet fragrance of roses
Fills the air, a heart aflame, yearning with passion
February graces us with the lovely peach blossoms
The golden chrysanthemums brightly adorn every street and alley
Carrying memories of distant days
Of separation from home, flooding back
February celebrates the joyous Tet festival
As flowers bloom and butterflies flit with joy
The nectar, sweet as morning dew,
Offers love to the world, a gift for all
Spring returns, Tet arrives with smiles
Bringing warmth and harmony to hearts
Yet there is a moment of reflection and quietness
A fleeting moment when earth and sky unite
February shines beneath a canopy of flags and flowers
Commemorating the Party's anniversary in glorious splendor
We pray for the prosperity and peace of Vietnam
For a strong and thriving nation, forever at peace

MISSING THE DATE IN FEBRUARY.
Poem by Ha Nguyen

Alas, I must miss the date with February
The missed date to meet you at the end of the mustard flower season
The missed date with my childhood, a time full of innocence
The missed date with myself, lost in old dreams.

Alas, I must miss the date with February
The missed date with the noon rain of a bygone era
The missed date with the promise once made:
"I will return when February arrives:
You'll wear a bright dress
And we will go to the festival together".

Alas, I must miss the date with February
The missed date with the apricot branch in the garden covered with early morning dew
The missed date of my heart with an unfulfilled promise
The missed date with a lover, leaving only empty words of love.

I missed the date and failed to take you across Mường village
Not sharing with you the love song
I missed the date, not joining you in the music
Of the bright melodies.

I missed the date as February’s sun ripened the golden fields
Still wandering aimlessly through the bustling world
The missed date that never saw
A glass of strong liquor
With the drunken cheers of friends, while I remained sober.
Until February fades away...

How long will it take for me to stop missing the date?!

THE FIRST MONTH OF FEBRUARY
Poetry: Tony Bui

February still sees the snow falling
The wind whispers
sharp and cold
the life of an exile

Restless, my dreams linger
Longing for you
a memory
endless and far away

February, the first rain of the year
Like the wind
awakening
the seeds of love

The bell rings faintly each evening
Threads of affection
woven
into a blanket of care for you

Though my homeland remains bitterly cold
The blanket
brings warmth
soft lips against mine

Your love imprints my heart
Words of loyalty
forever hard to forget....

Warsaw
08/02/2019