Top 20 Beautiful Poems About Spring

Spring's Embrace

By Vũ Thủy

In the spring night, a dream drifts by,
All around, spring's fragrance fills the sky.
In the afternoon, spring's charm can make one shy,
In the spring night, who can keep their heart dry?

As spring dawns, it sends a message bright,
Young love meets in the soft, warm light.
How often does spring come into sight?
Yet, in spring's grasp, we find pure delight.

Before the gates of spring, locked tight,
Spring blooms in full glory, a beautiful sight.
Spring weaves through the garden, flowers in flight,
As nature waits for the bloom of the new light.

With spring's warm hand, the world does gleam,
Like a tranquil stream, it flows and beams.
Green buds and blossoms chase their dream,
All of spring is as perfect as it seems.

The lord of spring calls out to the land,
White blossoms are scattered, soft and grand.
In the breeze, spring's colors stand,
The children of nature play hand in hand.

A young man with spring in his heart,
Holds a cup of joy, and is ready to start.
Spring's fresh winds never depart,
As life renews and the seasons chart.

In spring, the swallow takes its flight,
Beneath the lamp's glow, the peach blossoms shine bright.
Though days grow short, spring feels right,
As dew falls on the blooms through the night.

The spring lord offers joy to all,
In every petal, there's a sweet call.
Spring leaves a memory, standing tall,
With every verse of love, spring shall enthrall.

Vũ Thủy

Spring's Gift

By Hoàng Chẩm

Sending you a ray of spring's warm light,
Touching the skies with sweetness in sight.
The season of love, ripe and full,
Leaving behind only passion's pull.

Sending you songs of the springtime past,
Soaring high with memories vast.
The schoolyard's scent of silk so fine,
And a verse of love that's forever mine.

Sending you the spring's soft rain,
Wetting dreams in a fragrant lane.
A narrow window hides my heart's plea,
A longing for the past, forever free.

Sending you the river's tender flow,
Where petals fall as the cold winds blow.
Wrapped in dreams at dusk’s embrace,
You, my love, are lost in time and space.

Listen to Spring's Arrival!

By Lan Tran

Spring has come, painting flowers in bright hues,
A gentle feeling stirs, unfamiliar and new.
The fragrance of spring spreads across the land,
A magical feeling rises, by nature's hand.

Swallows return, the world comes alive,
Spring touches the earth, love starts to thrive.
A soft whisper in the heart renews its glow,
A sweet dream blooms, as emotions flow.

It is light yet profound within my soul,
Sprinkling hope, making the world whole.
The birds’ song seems to fill the air with cheer,
As yellow apricot petals wave winter farewell, clear.

Spring has arrived, chasing away the wait,
Weaving dreams, fate seals a tender date.
The sun's gentle warmth makes the sky so blue,
Listen to Spring’s arrival...
Enraptured…
A verse of poetry...!
Lan Tran 01/01/2019

The Call of Spring

By Moon Anh

Goodbye, cold winter's distant embrace,
Gently shaking off the sorrow and trace.
With joy, I accept life's fleeting flow,
Cherishing the love that we all bestow.

Spring has arrived!
Soft grasses bask in the sun's warm light,
Trees once covered in snow now shine bright.
The rosebud’s smile is sweet and new,
As we savor the fragrance of skies so blue.

Spring is here!
Waiting just outside the door,
Love’s melody drifts, forever more.
The promise of old remains in my heart's core.

A love that is pure and deep, forever to stay...

Hk: 2/1/2019

Spring is Here
By An Giang Bùi

I offer you the gift of spring,
As it arrives upon the trees' wing.
The breeze carries its fragrant song,
Birds serenade the sky all day long.

Spring has come, my dear,
Open your arms and draw it near.
The red rose blooms with vibrant glow,
In the warmth of spring's soft, golden flow.

Spring spreads across the land,
From countryside to city, hand in hand.
People eagerly embrace the cheer,
As joy and laughter fill the year.

The sky above is endless and bright,
Reflected in the depth of your eyes' light.
Your love sings through every note,
Landing gently on my coat.

You give me the sweetness of love’s embrace,
With a passion that time can't erase.
Oh, your love is so pure and true,
I'll carry it always, just me and you.

Greetings, Beloved Spring
By Cảnh Hưng

Beloved Spring has blossomed everywhere,
The earth sends love through tender leaves that flare.
Painting the land in shades of green so bright,
A beautiful sight that fills the heart with light.

Young maidens dream, their souls are caught by wind,
As laughter fills the air, joy never pinned.
The rain falls softly, kissing petals pure,
A moment of beauty that will always endure.

The soldier’s heart feels the stir of spring’s grace,
As love blooms, embracing the open space.

Spring protects the land, with love as its guide,
A peaceful world reflected in a poet’s stride.
Verses drawn from nature’s endless beauty,
A world so pure, it speaks of life’s duty.

The wanderer and lover walk hand in hand,
Together, sharing dreams in a distant land.

We raise our cups, to hope and peace we toast,
Wishing joy and health for all, from coast to coast.
May children bring prosperity, and life be long,
May our words of verse forever be strong.

Let these verses echo sweetly through time,
As Spring’s love touches the soul with every rhyme.

31/12/2018!!
NCH.

Greetings to Spring 2019
By Phạm Hồng Giang

I write a poem for the spring of nineteen,
Yet winter lingers, unwilling to let go its reign.
The cold wind blows, each gust a mournful sigh,
Chilling thoughts that drift and pass me by.

The verse remains incomplete, left unspoken,
As words of longing remain unbroken.
Time, the silent witness, stays cold and stern,
Reluctant to wait as my thoughts return.

In the quiet, a whisper reaches my ear,
Spring is coming, banish doubt and fear.
I dream of a day when our paths align,
The promise of love, now so near, so fine.

The starfruit tree peeks out shyly from its bud,
As Spring looks on, with grace, in the flood.
Sunlight dances on the trembling leaves,
While the peach blossoms slowly begin to breathe.

Greetings, nineteen, with messages untold,
Embracing Spring...
Holding tight...
A thousand hopes unfold!
02/01/2019 Hồng Giang.

The Fragrance of Spring

By Tống Thu Ngân

I savor the vivid colors of Spring’s return,
With sweet fragrances and fresh air that I yearn.
I immerse myself in the hues of Spring’s embrace,
In the scent of the earth and endless love’s trace.

I bask in the weight of the heavy orange branches,
With golden fruits glowing, as if touched by magic.
Spring... Spring... Spring... Spring has arrived!
Thousands of butterflies dance in a grand celebration.

The magnolia flowers silently call,
As the new year’s dawn rings with joy, standing tall.
The songbird sings softly, recalling memories,
While the purple squirrels play beside the streams with ease.

As Spring returns, I greet another year,
A year of life, heavy yet light, without fear.
I have lived through thirty-six thousand sorrows,
Embracing all, I welcome the New Spring tomorrow.

Hurry... hurry... hurry... life beckons,
The winds blow strong, the clouds are beckoning.
Life passes like the trees in a forest afar,
I stand, waiting... a thousand years as a tree in the yard...

Spring Rain
By Duy Hạnh Trần

The Spring rain falls, pitter-patter,
Dropping glistening droplets on the ground.
Some rest upon the leaves,
While others seep into the earth below.

Fearing the precious pearls might slip away,
The child quickly raises a hand to play.
Catching the rain, as it fills up the palm,
His tiny hand cradles the charm.

The drops, so full and ripe with dew,
Fill his hands, shining in the view.
He peers closely, watching with delight,
As they sparkle, reflecting someone’s light...

But it’s hard, oh so hard to hold,
The water that’s slipping through his fold.
Yet the child gathers them with care,
Shimmering jewels, glowing everywhere.
(Spring Year of the Pig 2019)

Searching for Spring
By Nguyễn Hiền

Wandering through the streets, I search for Spring in bloom,
Its essence fills the air, a sweet intoxication.
The cold of winter lingers in the afternoon,
Stirring desires for the sun's warm invitation.

West Lake waits, longing for Spring's song to play,
Its delicate figure standing still in silent hope.
Memories of the past make distant streets seem far away,
Asking the East Wind about the winter's last hope...

Listen close, you can hear the whispers of bees and butterflies,
As if Spring hasn't yet arrived, though the evening air sighs.
From afar, the fragrance of fields and distant lands grow,
Budding green tips reach toward home, calling, 'Spring, come home...'

The Cúc Hoa Mi flower

Spring of Love
By Nguyễn Trường Thanh

Spring arrives, bringing life to all things,
The earth and sky shine brightly with love's warm embrace.
Those who have journeyed far and wide,
Long for the comfort of their homeland's grace.
Let go of the struggles of the passing days,
Beautiful dreams now rise to build our home.
Sharing warmth and heartfelt wishes,
Wishing happiness and peace for every home.
Now let us sing the cheerful spring song,
Welcoming the new year with warmth and joy for all.

2/1/2019

I See Spring Has Come to You
By Phan Hoàng

I see spring has arrived with you,
When in the morning, your smile is bright.
You gently carry your basket to the market,
Bringing back the scents and colors of spring.

I see spring has arrived with you,
After the New Year's Eve moment fades,
The fireworks light up the festive day,
We recall our "first spring" together.

I see spring has arrived with you,
When family reunites for Tet celebrations,
Surrounded by children and grandchildren,
You are like the heart of a blooming garden.

Spring brings joy and renewal,
So you forget the passing years.
Together we walk forward on life's path,
As spring embraces you and me once more!

12.02.2016
PH

By the New Year's Threshold
By Lan Thanh

The cold winds howl outside,
The new year has already arrived.
Ah, the voice of Spring knocks at the door,
The endless flow of life keeps moving on.

Flow, river, flow,
Carry the banks and shores with you,
Gently glide into the sea,
Bathing in the vast expanse.

There, the dew of winter glistens,
Sparkling in the eyes of nature,
The gusts of wind call out,
Wrapping the chill in a sweet embrace.

The yellow chrysanthemums bloom in bliss,
Waiting for the sun’s warm touch,
The sound of flutes floats on the breeze,
Lifting the vast sky above.

The peach blossoms and golden apricots awaken,
Come on, rise, rise!
Spring is here,
Even the dry bark is sprouting new life...

Spring Rain
By Ngô Hạnh

The spring rain dampens my lashes,
With no umbrella, I wonder what to shield you with.
You forgot your hat, leaving it behind,
All I have in my hands is a new poem.

I bring my words to shield you from the rain,
Though the poem may get soaked, it’s no matter.
The rain moistens your rosy cheeks,
But will your love soak into my verses too?

I wish, my love, please don’t be indifferent,
Or my heart will be shy and my poem sad.

2019

The Love of My Homeland
By Nguyễn Ruyến

The swallow soars across the sky,
Urging me to return to my homeland,
I make a stop at our village market,
Seeing people buying gifts for the New Year.

Simplicity is the essence of every land,
The humble soil is rich in virtue, with little wealth.
Many dishes are already prepared at home,
Just a few touches to complete the feast of sticky rice and chicken.

I pick out the bananas, pomelos, and apples,
Beautiful offerings for the New Year’s celebration.
The village market hums with trade and warmth,
Where busy hands meet in peaceful exchange.

I grab some crab and young leaves,
Fresh shrimp, cabbage, and spicy chilies.
The village is close, its welcoming calls loud,
A warm greeting rings out from every home.

I return, hearing the lullaby of our land,
The bamboo trees bend where grandmother rests in the hammock.
The rice fields carry the wings of the storks,
Green fields touch the frosty mornings of winter.

The New Year softly calls me home,
Bringing with it the sweet love of my homeland.

Ninh Bình City, 05/01/19
Nguyễn Ruyến

Metamorphosis
By Nguyễn Hường

I transform into the morning light,
Dispelling the cold, bringing warmth to the long night.

I become a jasmine blossom,
On the porch, birds sing, gazing at the sky.

I transform into joy that lasts forever,
A song, a melody, the poetry of spring's vibrant colors.

Nguyễn Hường
2/1/2019

Plum Blossoms Announce the Arrival of Spring
By Đỗ Hương

The plum tree at the end of the garden ushers in spring,
From its earliest moments, it reaches the nearby paths.
Bright green leaves flutter in the wind's embrace,
The pink paper on the yard wall signals the season's grace.

The plum leaves wink with a mischievous gleam,
White blossoms on the branches proclaim spring's theme.
My uncle comes home on leave, making the most of his time,
Painting the pink peach blossom in a scene sublime.

Swallows swoop and spin, spreading spring’s delight,
Into the cherished garden, where buds bloom bright.
Dahlias and geraniums begin to bloom,
Dew-laden buds of spring, fragile as they loom.

In our humble village, firecrackers pop in the air,
Small children run with ink pots everywhere.
The neighbor, an old scholar, strokes paper with care,
Writing calligraphy, a New Year's prayer.

The entire sky brightens with spring’s first light,
As the kitchen fire crackles, cooking rice cakes tight.
The copper pot on the roof boils with a hiss,
The fragrant smell fills the yard in bliss.

When did Tet arrive with the scent of the land,
Fragrances of lemongrass, betel leaves in hand?
The village girls wear their red sashes with pride,
Heading to the temple to pray, side by side.

30/12/2018
SunNy Do

Spring Has Arrived

By Chu Minh Khôi

In memory of Nguyễn Bính

The sky just beginning to warm with the first rays,
Birds singing words of spring in the eaves' haze.
The first month smiles as it whispers your name,
Green buds sprout, a delicate charm to claim.

The market bustle as the new year's charm grows,
Peach blossoms smile, their pink beauty shows.
A few village girls pass with laughter so bright,
Their joy splits the blue sky in radiant light.

The breeze carries the first signs of spring's grace,
Dancing on rooftops and through every space.
Someone just painted their walls pure white,
While chrysanthemums sway, greeting the night.

I wait for the spring rain to sweep through the air,
Dreaming of the village girls, their faces so fair.
The youth group is gathering for songs and cheer,
Will you come find me tonight, my dear?

Chu Minh Khôi, 2016 (published 1997)

Spring Song
By Lê Mỹ Hường

Spring is here, announcing its arrival,
A joyful song, full of cheer and revival.
Flowers bloom in vivid hues, greeting the day,
As rosy cheeks and lips of girls smile and sway.

Spring is here, and spring will always come,
Mountain birds sing, spreading their song to everyone.
Swallows fly, soaring high in the sky,
Connecting hearts across the land, both far and nigh.

Spring sings, and our hearts are filled with hope,
Happiness spreads, and dreams begin to cope.
Smiles as bright as flowers in bloom,
Their colors bursting in the warmth of spring's room.

Spring is here, and our hearts echo the tune,
A melody of joy, shining bright like the moon.
Love builds dreams, and the future looks kind,
As families reunite, with warmth to find.

Spring is here, and love grows deeper still,
The countryside echoes with the triumphant thrill.
Spring arrives, turning the page of the book,
A beautiful song, as bright as the spring’s look.

A Spring Silhouette
By Phan Huy Hùng

Light rain drifts gently down,
Wiping away the gray clouds around.
The sun arrives in time,
Revealing glimpses of spring’s climb.

You stand on the balcony, high above,
On the seventeenth floor, a symbol of love.
The spring sun tilts its gentle light,
Five fingers meet, blooming bright.

White as the petals of daffodils,
Your figure stands, a vision that thrills.
Slipping softly into my heart,
Like a whisper, drawing me from afar.

I snap a picture of you, captured in my phone,
Hearing the daffodils bloom on their own.
Could it be you, the one I’ve searched for all these years?