Top 20 Beautiful Poems about June

June, with its rain that dampens the windows,
The sound of cicadas lingers behind the house.
Birds return to sing in the garden,
And the purple flowers of the afternoon bloom so longingly.

Memories rush to the window,
As summer brings early blooming phoenix trees,
And the green clouds in your hair,
Suddenly drenched in the long June rain.

Oh, how I long for the season of lotus flowers,
The pink petals adorning the green pond,
Summer apart, June feels fragile,
Shading the last light of day into memories.

The June rain waits for the ripening lychee season,
New leaves on the young tamarind trees change the path,
June, full of the fragrance of love,
I wish to return with June once again.

Ta Thang Hung

SELF-REFLECTION IN JUNE

Hoang Cham

Oh June, with the lush green of the old garden,
The river from the past opens up memories of distant love,
As my breath matches the rhythm of sadness falling,
The riverbank holds deep affection with a season of blossoms.

I return to the river, seeking a ray of sunlight,
June whispers a song to someone's heart,
Our old faces meet, sadness unspoken,
Strands of hair drift with the signs of time fading.

Halfway through the water’s flow, like the quiet river of life,
Memories of the past follow the old rosebud’s scent,
You measure the strong fragrance of the white summer,
A cup of incense burns with lips red like the rain.

Now, there’s an empty seat left to sit,
The day has passed, crossing the river against the current,
Like holding onto the shadows of life through storms,
Whispering old tunes echo between the banks.

Waiting for the moon to hide behind the purple flowers,
As we once returned, grooming a dream,
June lives in every breath we share,
With skilled hands, you bind the poem’s flow tight.

The river never dries with June’s blossoms,
As I, with sorrow, hold onto the clouded strands of hair,
A delayed kiss marks the beginning of life,
Love, is there any age left to listen in the circle of fate?

Hoang Cham

JUNE RAIN
Poem by Nga Vu

Could the waves be longing to set sail?
Little bubbles burst as the hurried rain falls today,
Footprints of the crow touch the tangled grass,
And which strand of hair, yes, is it white and endless?

Could the blue sky become a storm instead?
It blows fiercely, blaming a shallow life,
Grains of sand in my hand, could they be guilty?
Falling into life, drying off the endless struggle.

Now here I am, just a shadow adrift,
The road through life is worn, yet the world keeps hurrying,
Yearning for peace, trading it for one moment,
Happiness fades, and I see it slipping away.

June is here, and the rain seems to want to wander,
Calling the winds, whispering the impossible,
Old sunshine suddenly grows wistful, telling tales,
Every direction leads to the distant, endless winds.

Could it be that I have forgotten myself?

SAU CƠN MƯA

Thơ: Moon Anh

Chút hương nồng ủ cánh phượng rung rinh
Ôi tháng sáu men tình say nóng bỏng
Con phố nhỏ ru chân người lóng ngóng
Thăm vườn thơ trái mọng ngọt môi hường

Tiếng ai hò vang cả khúc sông thương
Ngàn sóng vỗ miên trường đầy nhung nhớ
Bằng lăng tím bên thềm hoa đã nở
Mấy chùm ngâu rất sợ mắt nai hờn

Anh ước gì ở cạnh em nhiều hơn
Em cũng muốn mảnh vườn xuân trẻ mãi
Vui hạnh phúc khi mình quay trở lại
Ghế công viên tình ái vẫn mong chờ

Anh yêu à ..! Em sẽ viết bài thơ
Những kỷ niệm bây giờ vui mới kể
Vào thuở ấy hẹn chi mà đến trễ
Để một người đứng thế giữa trời mưa.

Hk: 4/6/2019

THÁNG SÁU VỀ
Hoa Diên Vỹ

Điệp trải vàng trên khắp nẻo em ơi
Bằng lăng tím dệt thẫm màu nhung nhớ.
Tương tư nắng từng chùm e ấp nở
Phượng bâng khuâng đưa tháng sáu theo về.

Cây muồng già buồn thiếu vắng tiếng ve
Tán lá mỏng như hao gầy xơ xác.
Chú sẻ nâu mắt xoe tròn ngơ ngác
Ngóng bạn về hun hút phía trời xa.

Tháng sáu về tươi thắm những màu hoa
Rực rỡ nắng khảm vàng lên khắp phố.
Gió mong manh kiệt cùng gom hơi thở
Gắng sức tàn đổi mát một nhịp trưa.

Tháng sáu về khao khát những cơn mưa
Say chuếnh choáng giọt men nồng cuối hạ.
Phố không em hết thảy dường xa lạ
Chiếc ô gầy trong gió bỗng chênh chao...

Tháng sáu về nỗi nhớ có hư hao?...

A SELF-SONG OF JUNE
Lan Thanh

June’s rain isn’t as frequent as it used to be
A dam no longer blocks the path home
Some still struggle in the deep night, feeling cold
Searching for a breeze in the summer’s sweltering heat.

June’s brightness reddens the cheeks
The shimmering West Lake in the afternoon... whose eyes
A dragonfly rests beneath the leaves, sleeping soundly
The gentle fragrance of flowers distilled from the earth’s mud.

The face of June passes by... what remains and what is lost
Those from the past, memories slipping away
Happiness and sorrow, both close and far, just one step apart
Alas, they will eventually drift toward a distant shore.

June fades away even before it arrives
The moments of time transform upon the leaves and flowers
Those of today chase away the passing days
The river of life flows silently beneath the years.

Can one hold back time?
Who dares?

LET'S MEET AGAIN, MY LOVE!!!!
Poem: Thanh Tâm

It’s June now, let’s meet again, my love!
Under the rain of a cool afternoon
Chasing away the scorching summer heat
I smile gently and hum a love song.

It’s June now, the Purple Trumpet blooms
In the corner of the street where we once met
I hide behind a shy branch of flowers
You step closer, coming near me.

It’s June now, memories call out by name
Like the petals that hide the first love, shy
Like the true love in a pure heart
Like the wind playing with the fragile petals.

What am I in the depth of your heart?
What am I, how can I ever know?
You don’t answer, you just walk away silently
And hold my hand like that first day.

You softly say: Though life is full of ups and downs,
Though the world is still full of worries,
Keep the heart of a wife for me,
So we can always be together, just you and me.

My Đức 07/06/2019

FAREWELL TO JUNE

Poem: Hương mrs-le

I bid farewell to June, oh summer's embrace
The cicadas call, urging those who linger
The old phoenix tree stands still, lost in thought
We owe each other, and so June drifts away.

The purple trumpet flowers boast their vibrant hue
I loved too late in this world, swept by time
Is love about giving, or is it about receiving?
The puzzle of life still stirs, unanswered.

Has June passed, yet do the old verses remain?
And does love still linger, sweet on paper?
The afternoon rain, did it bring us closer?
The missed meeting, will July carry its echoes?

HCM city 7-6-2019

THE PASSION OF JUNE

Ha Nguyen

Hide the peace within the June night
Send the passion to where you are, my love
The streets gently caress the light of the evening lamp
Wrapping love in the unbroken season of memories.

In that place, the night never wakes
There’s someone afraid of time slipping away
The sky weaves fate, and the betel nut becomes the bride
While June carries the sweet scent of ripe fruit.

I listen to my heart speak its truth
June, oh how sweet the fruit on the branch
And you arrive bringing with you green dreams
I gently rest against you - June, my love.

5/6/2019

THE SEASON COMES

Bùi Văn Huy

June has arrived, the rice is now in full bloom
The countryside fields spread a golden silk blanket
The season returns with waves of endless rhythm
The wind blows through, swaying the reeds in the air

Your homeland is entering the harvest season
Laughter fills the cool morning air
The joy echoes from the village to the edge of the fields
Swift hands working, harvesting the rice with care

All the labor spent, planting, tilling, weaving silk
Now the burdens are heavy on tired shoulders
The harvest day is marked with gentle sunlight
Turning cheeks rosy, lips stained with nature’s bliss

Your radiant beauty matches the golden season
Under the warmth, we become more than ever
The cart rolls in, carrying the harvest’s glow
Under the shade, you walk back down the lane

The harvest season comes to your homeland
It’s a simple joy shared among the villagers
As a new season begins, life turns a fresh page
The aroma of freshly cooked rice fills the air, laughter ringing out.

JUNE RAIN

Trần Thị Tuyết

June rain – the rain that stirs the heart
Since long ago, I've given my love freely
Hoping for a love as vast as the evening sea
Warming the summer with the sweetness of youth

Oh June! Every night I wait
Wait for the verses that fill my heart with honey
I listen closely in the stillness of the universe
Will those eyes look for me as I search for you?

Past summers whispered to my dreams of eternal love
But now, here I am, all alone
The gentle waves caress the shore, building it up
Summer love, do you hear my call...?

THE FINAL CHAPTER OF LOVE

Miền Ký Ức

Are there golden flowers on our old path, my love?
June skies weave thick clouds over quiet lanes
In the mirror, I see the silent sorrow
As I succumb to this final storm of love.

Do you still hold the fading memories close?
The last summer wept for a love that shattered
Who weaves sunlight into a golden evening rain?
And sorrow lingers like a lonely sob....

Who made the days so long, casting shadows so faint?
Shadows chase shadows... people forget, rushing by
Love's dream, scattered like tattered clouds
As life’s flow washes away what we once held dear...

5/6/2019

LAGERSTROEMIA

Trần Thị Tĩnh

The Lagerstroemia tree glows softly before my house
In June, it blooms in brilliant colors
The purple hue fills the sky with longing
It’s the color of love, and the color of desire.

I wonder if anyone remembers anyone else
Or if we are lost in the rush of life’s flow?
Busy with endless paths, never still?
Or perhaps we drift, lost in gazing at the stars?

Time, I ask you to please stop moving
So the purple flowers can stay forever
So I can return to my innocent youth
And love once more, though it may be painful...

Mother and June

Nguyễn Ruyến

The sky is filled with swirling clouds
June is here, chasing showers and sunshine
The red phoenix flowers still refuse to fade
While the cicadas sing their songs, calling for poems

Unexpected showers drench the jacaranda tree
The purple petals, full of longing, wait for someone
Exams make the days feel long and weary
Who has finished high school? Who has left the classroom?

The dry sun, Mother steps into the fields
The golden rice shines, but her heart worries for me
Suddenly, lightning flashes from the east
But she’s not afraid of the rain that floods the river

She only worries about me getting soaked in dreams
If June slips away, will I reach the vast ocean?

Ninh Bình, 05 06 19
NGUYỄN RUYẾN.

June Rain

Trần Thanh Nhàn

You, June, bring the rain to soak my clothes
The cold rain on my slender shoulders, my lips trembling
The rain, unintentionally, erases all sight
My feet hesitate... as I rush to hold up the umbrella.

You, ful, with confused eyes
Walk silently, following each drop of rain falling
The rain pours down, soaking the whole sky
Yet, my heart still beats warmly with each breath.

June returns, reminding me of longing memories
The rain-splattered path waits for us
Was that your figure passing by, or just a dream?
I can’t make time stand still, it just keeps moving forward.

I blame myself for dreaming, for hoping alone
Longing for a time of youthful folly
Secretly cherishing the image of a girl
Passing by me in June’s soft rain...

Poem by: Thanh Nhàn

June Arrives

Tú Thành Thắng

As June arrives, I hurriedly write a verse
But in my haste, I forget you outside the window
The school closes, the red flowers rush to greet the summer
You, upset, abandon the one left behind

As June arrives, I can no longer write poems
Too far away, the words drift off to sleep
In my dreams, I see you so vividly
But I wake up under the flowering red phoenix tree

As June arrives, it’s just me with myself
Embracing a dream of peace and storms
Under the schoolyard, the red flowers fall, leaving scattered spots
Whose footprints are these, from someone who has just left?

As June arrives, you also leave
I rush through the days of youthful foolishness
The love we had is preserved in the pages of poems
Do you remember, or have you forgotten, the school days?

Author: The Madman

Touching June
Trịnh Thanh Hằng

Touching June, suddenly the sunlight blooms
Her cheeks flushed, the village girl looks so lively
The golden rice fields fill with the sweet fragrance of new hay
The scent of freshly harvested straw fills the air

Touching June, the sky is a deep, boundless blue
A kite soars, carrying the sound of a flute far into the air
The children, fearless, bathe in the heavy rain
Without care, just like immortal spirits

Touching June, I remember the love of a daughter
The red phoenix flowers still linger as the exam season approaches
Oh childhood, how I long to hold you once more
The passing notes hidden in my heart, in my white uniform

Touching June, touching the old, quiet streets
Gently lifting the wind-blown messy hair
The purple flowers fall, coloring the earth and sky
Suddenly, a passion ignites like a blazing summer fire

Touching June, so sweet and nostalgic
Forgetting the heat of the summer and the meager rows of trees
The sweat drops, carrying the warmth of the sun
But the coolness of a stream quickly melts it away

Touching June, let’s make it our last touch
Touching the summer to welcome the autumn breeze
June, I love you so much, it leaves me speechless
Touching June, you are the bright and radiant summer

Poem by: Trịnh Thanh Hằng

When summer comes, I miss the rows of palm trees
And the flamboyant flowers, a reminder of cherished memories
I long for the blue sky in June, so vast and clear
The clouds drift over the fields, stretching far and wide

When summer comes, the flute’s notes soar into the sky
The kite soars, floating freely, as if caught in a weaving loom
A summer green in my eyes, gazing with longing
The breeze carrying me along, unhurried and carefree

In the beauty mixed with the salty taste of sweat
On mother's clothes, under the burning sun
Oh homeland, what could be more beautiful than this?
The gentle shadow of mother and the golden rice in bloom

In June, I miss the riverbanks
The birds' calls echo when the water rises and falls
The sickle swings as the harvesters hurry
Avoiding the storm, but leaving the fields empty

Homesick, and suddenly my eyes sting with tears
Everything weighs heavily on my chest
Memories of the past, too full to bear
Surge up uncontrollably, in an unforgettable sob

In June, the bright moonlight shines
Through banana trees, casting light on the roof’s edges
A village with the scent of rice straw and smoke
That raised me and nourished my dreams

Author: Hà Định

On June 1st, we celebrate
The joy we feel as we receive gifts today
Suddenly, we remember Uncle Ho far away
Uncle left us with many memories to cherish.

Every time we see Uncle's picture
We remember him dearly, oh Uncle
VIETNAM will forever owe Uncle
Uncle, a bright star in the vast sky.

VIETNAM, our people, countless homes
Live in Independence, Freedom, and Peace
Many have sacrificed alongside Uncle
For a peaceful Vietnam today.

We remember Uncle and the Party every day
We strive to study and work hard
One day, we will grow and achieve great things
Building our country to thrive globally.

No matter where we are
We carry Uncle's words deep in our hearts
Whether we succeed or not
It’s thanks to our dedication to build the future.

30/05/2023

As June arrives, the bright red petals of the flamboyant tree call out to someone
In the summer’s hue, the sky feels so tender and warm
Summer brings with it the hasty bloom of the red flowers
The memories of those past days are still here with us.

I long for those summers, so beautifully perfect
The golden sunlight adds a rosy tint to the cheeks
The white dress, long hair flowing freely
Each evening, your image stays with me.

The youth of those days was so pure and sweet
We passed around our yearbooks, sharing memories
Old stories, and the feelings we expressed
Now, as summer returns, memories of love linger in my heart.

June arrives, and my heart still holds on
To that childhood warmth, the first feelings of love
Now, I remember those summers long ago
The red flamboyant tree, filled with all my love.

Author: Phạm Mai