Top 20 Beautiful Poems by Poet Hoa Lư

WAIT FOR ME, MY LOVE

By Hoa Lư

Let me embrace you once more

Hold me tight, I’ll offer you half of my heart

The other half stays to guide my mind

To protect our land, drowning in hardship

You stay behind, remember with passion

Contribute your strength, don’t retreat in difficulty

This is love, always remembering you

Even though our love is fragile amidst the flames of war

Not well-fed, yet I remain strong

What regrets could there be...life as a companion in the green forest

Your letter, my medicine, will heal soon

The scars of war that slice through my soul

This farewell, my heart heavy with sorrow

The evening clouds can’t shade us

You know, the next time we meet...it’s so far away

So, my love, don’t let your eyes lose their brightness

No need for many words, my heart understands

Just look into each other’s eyes, they’ll say it all

I haven’t come back yet, but wait for me, my love

I promise to return when victory is ours

April 27, 2019

THE FIRST SIGNS OF SUMMER

By Hoa Lư

Summer arrives with the sun waking up early

Spreading morning light, the clouds drifting by

The chirping birds play by the hill

The dew vanishes quickly, leaving the grass lonely

Look, a pair of butterflies in the fresh sunlight

Entwined together, in a delicate, passionate dance

The breeze gently blows at the house’s doorstep

The peony sends its fragrance, as butterflies and bees flutter by

The bright green cabbage grows in neat rows

The vivid flowers are impossible to ignore

Nature feels like a gift to me

Peaceful and serene, warming my heart

Summer is here, the phoenix tree still holding buds

Waiting for the day to bloom into fiery red

A vivid red, like a beating heart

Goodbye, my friend, remember to visit the school

Summer has come, the road full of rustling leaves

The tamarind leaves fall, echoing from a distant tower

Every night under the glow of the moon

The sky is clear and bright... the stars leave long trails

I welcome summer... forever cherishing the memories

Of each season, unique to nature

Summer spreads, bringing warmth to every place

Summer’s dryness gives way to the gentle rain

April 17, 2019

YOU...

By Hoa Lư

What do you hide in your eyes

When spring arrives, intoxicated and bright

Your gaze is full, embracing me

Love you since that moment

As spring awakens the flowers

The withered grass suddenly bursts with life

You walk gently past me

Your fragrance sneaks through the air

Days pass, I keep them close

My thoughts, locked in verse

My heart waits patiently

The phoenix tree blossoms, awaiting love

The sun kisses your lips, turning them red

I stand still, watching, mesmerized

My heart races, beating wildly

Trying to hold your figure in the empty evening

My love, it's heavy and deep

My heart is tangled in the intoxication of it all

Night falls, my sleep grows faint

The smoke from my cigarette drifts away

I close my eyes, dreaming of you

Autumn comes, I walk beside you

Winter approaches, peering through the curtains

Our hands are warm, entwined together

March 2, 2019

FRAGILE

By Hoa Lư

The crescent moon, a thin piece of pale light

Leans silently beside the drifting clouds

The sad night... The moon enters my poem

I try to piece together my waiting and my love

Oh, Moon... surely you are longing too

For a love that fades quickly, leaving only dreams

Faded love, half of a forgotten life

The long night, the pillow cold, and distant dreams

Born with a fleeting fate, only wearing red

The spring skies are still vibrant, but my heart is heavy

Looking out, my heart burns with sorrow

You left, forgotten the golden promises

The river and lakes stretch far and wide

Do you remember who waited under the golden night sky?

CRESCENT MOON, A THIN PIECE OF PALE LIGHT

MY SOUL IS A FRACTURED PIECE FULL OF PAIN

March 14, 2019

THE MISSION OF THE GREEN COLOR

By Hoa Lư

Before us lies a narrow path through the deep forest

And beneath our feet, the mud, which means nothing

Love for our homeland... does the brave heart fear anything?

Even if the path is broken, we move forward for the mission

Parting the night under the stars' bright light

We cross through the storm, the wind howling fiercely

With rifles on our shoulders, we march in unison

On our patrol to guard the green border line

Our bravery like a waving flag, proud and true

We send our tribute to the Motherland

Following the heroic legacy of our ancestors

Protecting our fields, mountains, and rivers

The sacred forest, the rocky path, all are hardships

But none compare to the struggles of the past

Enduring the storms of bombs and fire

And making a mark, causing the world to bow in respect

In our youth, we stand for the mission of peace

Living worthy of the nation's grace

Always aware, following the steps of those who came before us

With all our hearts dedicated to VIETNAM

December 17, 2018

COME HOME, MY DEAR

Author: Hoa Lư

Come home, my dear! Visit Hanoi in winter,

Admire the mist that chills the old streets.

Ngoc Son Temple this evening, with a light drizzle,

The bridge's rhythm is damp, and petals fall gently.

Come home, my dear! Gaze at the lake's ripples,

The sunset, solemn, casts a shadow on the Turtle Tower.

Breathe in the fragrance of the milk flower,

Let your soul be immersed in Hanoi's unique beauty.

Come home, my dear! See the Red River's waters,

The fertile silt creates vast, endless fields.

Visit the flower village, vibrant with dreamlike beauty,

Admire the lotus blossoms, at West Lake in awe.

Then, let me take you through the ancient streets,

A hot cup of lotus tea, filled with my affection.

The green sticky rice, wrapped in lotus leaves,

I offer it to you with all my sincere heart.

Hanoi at night, with the sweet moonlight,

At the end of the street, we linger at the moment of parting.

I look at you, overwhelmed by emotions,

In your eyes, love and affection shine bright.

November 27, 2018

THE ONE WHO IS THE PRIDE OF THE NATION

Author: Hoa Lư

In May, the sun just rising,

The sky clear, with a floating pink cloud.

Thousands of rays shine bright from the east,

Birds chirp, and the trees sway in the breeze.

Kim Liên village! In a time of hardship,

The land and its people shared a humble fate.

Though life was hard, the land and sky were kind,

The fragrance of lotus welcomed "THE ONE" to greet humanity.

In the long months of May, childhood endured patiently,

Witnessing the suffering of a country in turmoil.

Though small in stature, the heart was torn apart,

The mind already contemplated the harsh reality.

With determination, they nurtured knowledge,

Hoping to contribute their strength to the cause.

Unconcerned with hardship or sacrifice,

They sparked a deep love for the nation.

In their youth, enduring countless struggles,

They gave all for the homeland’s future.

For their entire life, their sole wish remained,

A peaceful nation, where people live in prosperity.

They were that one… forever carrying passionate blood,

A steady mind, a golden heart, overcoming oceans of waves.

They raised the flag of liberation for the homeland,

A brilliant intellect that shines through history.

Their name echoes around the world,

Throughout the five continents, the name HO CHI MINH shines.

Talent, virtue, wisdom, and sincerity defined their life,

They sacrificed everything for the country’s well-being.

THE ONE IS THE PRIDE OF THE NATION,

THE LIGHT THAT ILLUMINATES THE DREAMS OF THE FUTURE.

May 19, 2019

THE RIVER OF MY HOMELAND

Author: Hoa Lư

I return on a day when early summer begins,

The breeze scatters leaves along the village road.

The soft morning sun spreads over the dike,

The cool evening glow casts shadows of the sunset.

I come back after years of longing,

Grasping my mother's warm, loving hand.

She is as sweet as the cool spring waters of my homeland,

Her kindness as enduring as the banks of the Day River.

Old memories rise again within me,

As my heart stirs with the feeling of summer passing by.

The breeze dances on the river's surface, the waves ripple gently,

I find myself falling in love with summer, the shape of my homeland.

Half a lifetime, tired and wandering far from home,

I have traveled countless roads, chasing distant dreams.

But the melody of the river, full of love and meaning,

Is what I think of whenever I feel lonely.

Return to the homeland! To the peaceful fields,

Where the heart finds tranquility amidst the vast waves.

I feel the desire to see my reflection once more,

To reconnect with my roots beside the river of my homeland.

April 30, 2019

WEDDING GIFT FOR MY DAUGHTER

Author: Hoa Lư

Tomorrow, my daughter will marry,

Becoming a daughter-in-law in a new home, full of concerns.

My heart aches for you, my dear,

For you are still young... How will you manage your new family?

But I see you always smiling,

Happy and full of love with the one you adore.

From now on, I can no longer pamper you,

No more scolding, only words of advice.

In your new home, be graceful in your behavior,

Choose your words carefully, listen attentively.

Your husband is now your protector,

So remember to heed his guidance and care.

Love and loyalty are more precious than gold,

Live with honor and dignity as a daughter-in-law.

Husband and wife, keep your vows,

May your love last forever, filled with warmth and affection.

Together, endure the challenges of life,

Hand in hand, make everyday decisions together.

Support each other in youth and in old age,

When age brings wisdom, your love will still endure.

Follow the traditions of the family,

Remember my words, for they are priceless.

I don't have gold to give as a wedding gift,

But I offer you my heart, full of love and blessings.

Soon, you'll set off on your journey,

I wish you all the luck and the fragrance of love.

May you have a lifetime of happiness and joy,

May your life be peaceful, and your heart be full.

April 22, 2019

SPRING IN THE ANCIENT CAPITAL

Author: Hoa Lư

Spring arrives, the reeds bloom white

The Ancient Capital glows with pure sunlight

Green shoots stretch across the sky

The mountains and forests beat in harmony with peaceful life

The spring breeze whispers through the vast forests

The clouds drift by, lost in their own thoughts

Vân Long's shores radiate warmth

The swallows reflect on the picturesque landscape of the world

The Ancient Capital is eternally blessed

The soul of the mountains and rivers proves the Kingship

Spring stirs the heart of the homeland

The reeds bloom... “the battlefield is here”

The drums sound, the flags flutter in full colors

The serene temple stands silent and dignified

We, the descendants, keep this memory alive

The incense rises, honoring those who lived before

Spring remains, intoxicated with joy

Our homeland is the most beautiful, my friend

We preserve the high ideals of life

Spring paints the beauty of the ancient world.

February 27, 2019

THE LOVER

Author: Hoa Lư

My love, I am so lonely

Spring has come, but my heart isn't joyful yet

Valentine's Day may still be sleeping

Waiting for fate to come with a letter's arrival

Speak softly... Or I’ll be left in sorrow

Don’t celebrate when love’s lost in the dark

Wandering alone like a cloud in the evening sky

My love, oh... we have many obstacles to face

Many springs have passed, but my heart has yet to open

It’s still trapped in a deep memory

My heart has not forgotten the shadow of my first love

My mind drifts, never settling down

My love, once more we part ways

When both of us are burdened with life’s struggles

We understand each other... dreaming alone

Still in love, even though we're far apart.

Author Hoa Lư

February 13, 2019

THE NEW YEAR IN A FOREIGN LAND

Author: Hoa Lư

New Year's far from home, with an empty heart

Alone, waiting for a bit of family warmth

Three days have passed, my mind full of doubts

At home, does anyone mention me once?

The child away in a foreign land, busy with life

On the eve of New Year, thoughts full of worry

Worried about food, work... tears in my eyes

The loneliness presses on my face

Spring has arrived, even here in this strange land

The flowers still bloom, their beauty glowing

But my heart is empty, longing for family

Missing loved ones! I wish we could reunite this New Year

I long to hear the sweet words of affection

But I can only send a quick message via phone

Before I finish, my tears almost fall

Short wishes are all I can offer for now

Life's burdens push me forward, but they are heavy

The road ahead is not as joyful as the songs

Decades have passed without reuniting for a family New Year

My eyes grow tired, my heart aches at the injustice.

Hoa Lư

UNFORGETTABLE

Author: Hoa Lư

The road back to my mother's hometown is distant

The evening sky glows red, marking the old memories

Spring arrives, bringing the light dust of rain

The peach blossoms wait, but I can’t return yet

Even though sometimes I get lost in my thoughts

The long journey brings many hardships and sorrow

I force myself not to forget

The love of my homeland remains deeply etched in my heart

Far away, spring comes along the winding paths

The city is full of elegant people, all competing for their place

But I long for my hometown, yearning

The love, warm as lotus flowers in the pond

Whether silently, humbly

Or pursuing high ambitions like a noble king

No place is better than my homeland

Simple meals of rice, pickled vegetables, and fish, filled with love

THE JOURNEY OF LIFE HAS MANY PATHS

BUT RETURNING TO THE ROOTS BRINGS PEACE

January 29, 2019

Hoa Lư

FATHER

Author: Hoa Lư

Father is the morning light

Warm and bright, guiding my life

Teaching me to walk on well-trodden paths

Preparing me for life's storms and waves

Father gives me wisdom that knows no bounds

Passing on courage to face every challenge

With virtue, loyalty, and respect for others

Patience and kindness that overcome all hardships

Whether in hunger or abundance, be honest

Honor your teachers, value your friends, for these are true qualities

Don’t waste time on comparisons

Rich or poor, all are equal in the end

Father is the support when I am in pain

He is the bright light leading me forward

His frail body matters not

For he gives all, driven by love that runs deep

For me, Father’s hair has turned gray

His form is worn, clothes threadbare from hard labor

Yet he smiles like a full moon

And though I know he suffers, he never complains

At night, I lie awake, troubled

Worrying for a life that needs more

This is the true meaning of fatherly love

No ocean can compare to a father's journey

Now, far away, I yearn for the home of my youth

To fulfill all my dreams in the embrace of family

Where father and mother give endless love

Father is the sweet fruit of life

Father is the happiness that calls me home

Father is the foundation of all that is true

Father is life, my source of hope and love

December 4, 2018

Hoa Lư

AUTUMN AND THE LONGING

Author: Hoa Lư

The last rays of summer call autumn in a wistful tone

At the end of the road, golden leaves flutter down

My familiar footsteps now feel uncertain

On the narrow path, I hear a lullaby in the breeze

Memories return under the light of the moon

That autumn, purple Lagerstroemia bloomed

Hands intertwined, our first kiss sweet as nectar

This love, forever etched in my heart

The old feelings linger, tugging at my heart

Once again, I walked beside you under the sunlit trees

I remember... your eyes, filled with happiness

We shared a love that felt eternal, like bamboo’s growth

This afternoon, the last heat of summer still lingers

I walk slowly, counting each step as my heart grows heavier

Autumn is coming, and my heart stirs with emotion

I mourn the lost love, the one we could never keep

THE SEASON OF VU LAN..!

Author: Hoa Lư

As July arrives, my heart remembers my parents

Raindrops fall softly, leaves gently drift away

I remember being small, lulled by the gentle lullaby

Beside my mother, in the warm autumn afternoons

When spring ends, summer gives way to autumn

My mother, her life full of hardship and struggle

Living quietly, never complaining of her burdens

Her body frail, yet she never grumbles

Her whole life spent in haste

Worrying about her children, even when she missed the market

Her worn-out body never regretted the sacrifices

The youthful sparkle in her eyes soon faded

Mother, oh mother... last night, I stayed up late

My heart remembers you like two flowing rivers

All the struggles for food and survival, she bore them all

So that today, I stand firm in life

I pray with folded hands to the heavens

May my parents be at peace, wherever they are

This afternoon, the autumn breeze blows from afar

And I remember my parents, so far from home

August 20, 2018

Hoa Lư

THE SCENE OF THE IMMORTALS

Author: Hoa Lư

The archway leading into the cave rises and falls

The cold gleam of silver sparkles as it’s applied

Shining with the soul of the serene Tràng An

Myths entwine with truth, gently laid bare

The golden rays of evening illuminate the mountain maiden

The still surface of the pond, where boats drift by

Strolling through Tràng An in the evening, when summer lingers

It feels as though I’ve wandered into the realm of immortals, a feeling that stirs within

WILL YOU COME BACK TO ME?

Author: Hoa Lư

Will you return to that place with me?

The vast ocean and the endless fields await

The people of Ninh Bình have long awaited your return

Under this roof, our love continues to grow stronger

Kim Sơn, your homeland, is busy harvesting this season

The rice stands golden and firm, its grains full and heavy

If you’re traveling through, I invite you to visit

Come see the countryside in its period of transformation

The wind carries the fragrance of fresh beginnings

The sweet scent of newly harvested rice fills the air

Birds flutter gracefully across the nearby fields

The smell of fresh hay welcomes you as you enter the village

This is my homeland, where hard times have passed

Now, it’s transforming, shedding its old skin

The moss-covered roofs of the past have been replaced with luxurious villas

Here flows the river, quietly pondering its course

It bends gently beneath the embankment, still and serene

Come back to me, and let your heart find fulfillment

Leave behind the stress... and enjoy the joy of kites soaring in the wind

June 5th, 2019

MAY WITHIN ME

Author: Hoa Lư

May has truly arrived, ushering in the heat of summer

The sun blazes brightly as the clouds drift further away

The sky turns into an endless expanse of blue

Clear and serene, the morning is peaceful

Ah, look at the breeze moving gracefully

It sweeps gently across the shoulders, leaving a soft pink glow

The swallows dance playfully in the sky

They fly across the boundless horizon, lost in play

Summer has come, with the red blooms of flame trees

The cicadas hum their farewell song

The yearbook fills with heartfelt messages and memories

Verses are hastily written, expressing emotions shared

The nightingale’s soft, sweet whispers fill the air

The hair sways, as promises are exchanged

The schoolyard feels nostalgic, filled with wistful thoughts

The flowers stand quietly, reluctant to leave

May belongs to the earth and sky, a time of its own

The essence is the “sunshine,” and we wait for one another

We will meet again next season, in the schoolyard

The pages are blank, waiting to be filled with our future

May 3rd, 2019