Top 20 Best Poems about Jasmine Flowers

You arrived bringing dreams to life
You are beautiful, with a fragrance so light
Your pure white is a symbol of innocence
You are the jasmine I infuse in fragrant tea.

Every morning, I rise early
To breathe in the scent you gift
I cherish you in my heart with affection
Infusing you in tea to savor your essence.

The fragrance drifts with the breeze
The neighboring houses enjoy its allure
It’s irresistible, everyone loves you
The fragrant taste of morning tea.

Author: Hoàng Thọ Sơn

You are both beautiful and charming
Your tiny smile, with dimples like a jasmine flower!

Your pure white petals bloom with a smile
Your gentle elegance is truly amazing.

The fragrance floats softly and sweetly
And it lingers, soothing the hearts of people.

Your name alone reflects beauty
Your essence is the perfect embodiment of a lovely flower.

Oh, jasmine, how enchanting you are
You carry within you the essence of love.

Thinking of you every morning and evening
Admiring your blossoms as they welcome the season.

Your pure white, so captivating
Enchants me to always cherish your fragrant tea.

Your aroma, rich and warm, embraces
So that your flowers remain peacefully beside me!

Flower season is here!

Author: Lê Minh Huệ

Your fragrance is wonderfully strong

It entices me, making me hesitate in my steps.

I search for you, filled with longing

Your intoxicating aroma fills the air, patiently waiting.

In awe, I gaze, lost in your presence

Your enchanting scent emanates from your form.

In a daze, I draw you close

My passion grows, as I kiss and embrace without hesitation.

Shyly, I feel embarrassed

Why do I not understand, and still I caress you?

I linger, touching the delicate leaves, hesitant

Admiring your slender figure, whispering sweet thoughts.

Gracefully, you sway with beauty

Your soft, pure white petals glimmer like a delicate dream.

Your form is gentle and slender

Your fragrance touches the world, stirring it profoundly.

Nature created you, the jasmine flower

Your magical scent leaves the world mesmerized.

Poetry: Ngô Thiên Tú

The scent of jasmine fills the air near your home

It keeps me lingering near your doorstep, lost in thought.

In my affection, I become a fool

Every evening, I pass by, composing poetry in silent sorrow.

The fragrance drifts with the breeze and the clouds

How can I express that I love you?

The fresh leaves play with the wind, glowing brightly

The colors of the flowers shyly intertwine, from yellow to purple and green.

The jasmine scent stirs my heart

I want to leave, but my heart cannot bear to... Oh, my love!

Poetry: Tuyên Hùng

The jasmine blooms shyly at night

Its fragrance gently drifts around the doorstep

As dawn breaks, the flowers remain in bloom

In the early morning, dew rests on the soft petals

The white petals, pure and delicate, unfold

The lush green leaves add a perfect touch

Why is the flower so innocent and modest?

Don’t ask me, ask the heavens themselves.

Collected

A cluster of jasmine graces the front of the house

The strong fragrance drifts in the breeze, spreading far

Nighttime dew sparkles as it kisses the leaves

The morning sun dances on the flower petals

The white blossoms bloom as bees arrive to play

Red buds sneak in, while butterflies flit by

At dawn, the birds sing, adding to the morning joy

The intoxicating fragrance blends with the warmth of tea.

Poem: Vũ Hùng Việt

When the wind rushes and sweeps through the gate

The cold pierces sharply, my dear

From afar, I send these words to you

Stay warm, for the storm is on its way

All I know is that the bright moonlight at night

In winter's embrace, still lights the way

On the familiar path, we whisper softly

My heart is set, holding on to promises made

Spring will come, with peach blossoms by the door

The New Year arrives, and you are as beautiful as a blooming apricot

Waiting for you with jasmine-scented hair blowing in the wind

Graceful and delicate, like a royal flower in bloom.

Poem: Ngọc Châu

Winter has come, it's so cold, isn't it, my love?

Wear more clothes, stay warm, please

Where have the rays of sunlight gone, quietly fading?

The mist spreads, making the path seem hazy

Cold winds, why do you wander aimlessly?

I'm worried about you, so anxious, my heart races

The village is quiet, the curtains are drawn tight

The sweet, lingering scent of jasmine fills the air

I miss the red phoenix flowers by someone's window

The rich fragrance of milk flowers lingers in the air

Falling leaves carried by the afternoon breeze

Where are you, my love, my heart longs for you

I miss you so much, it drives me crazy

Will you return soon, I've been waiting so long

It's been a while, hasn't it? The distance between us is vast

I'm here at home, thinking of you deeply, my dear...

Poem: Đinh Thảo Mây

A fleeting moment of autumn sadness, who do I long for?

It makes my heart ache, keeping me awake all night

The old road still waits for the girl who once passed by

The familiar path still awaits the passing traveler

The village below feels familiar, bathed in the evening sun

The village above is filled with the lingering fragrance of jasmine

She left without returning for a visit

And every day, I keep waiting, hoping...

Poem: Việt Hoàng

Everyone has their own charm, but who will I choose?

Even without fragrance, it’s still a jasmine flower

The one with fair skin, as pure as snow

Eyes clear and bright, like the morning sun

Her hands skillfully knit and sew with care

Her lips painted red, her cheeks lightly dusted with rouge, tall and graceful

Each woman has her own beauty, so exquisite

If you miss the chance, it’s a loss in this lifetime.

Poem: Thiết Dương

Looking at you, I can sense your sadness

Your pure heart, delicate petals bruised by the rain

Just a gust of wind, and you’re swaying

Falling apart, morning and evening, as if life is falling apart

What about the harsh wind?

All night long, you suffer even more

You try to shelter in the corner of the garden

But still can't escape the wind and mist's relentless blows

How many happy moments do you have in life?

Is this why I have to keep my sorrow?

It's alright, rise up, dear!

The dawn is waving hello to us

The morning dew isn't just empty glamour

It's the sparkle of each drop, adorned with the fragrance of the season

Hands lifting the white petals, the wind sweeping through

And I’m intoxicated by the subtle jasmine scent

It will pass... it will pass...

Nothing lasts forever, my dear

You’ll remain as beautiful as ever

Every morning, you wait for the sun to shine on your silk threads

I’ll still lift up your blooming flowers

As if in another life, love called us to each other

It’s still you, it’s still me

We exchange jasmine's scent by the house’s threshold

We cherish each fleeting sorrow

We care for each other through moments of hardship, together

Even in the storm, even in the gusts

Our love will never fade!

Poem: Tuyền Linh

When will emotions no longer bloom?

When distant love fades, no longer yearning

When the heart loves but forgets half of it

Then poetry and love will vanish from within me

Your eyes shimmer like dewdrops

Your figure standing alone makes me long for you

The spring peach blossoms sighing, so wistful

Intoxicated by love’s desire, leaning on a shoulder

When will spring be over, with no more peach and apricot?

The jasmine’s fragrance fades, no longer sweet

The golden autumn forgets the smell of milk flowers

The love poems are left behind, pen set aside

First love, forgotten by accident

In the distant horizon, memories of a faraway place

Through the mist, spring returns with sunshine

And the love poem, melancholic, flares up again.

Author: Thế Dân

The smile of the earth is a flower
To me, that thought runs deep...

I once loved the sweet flower of the Ngau tree
A flower that rests gently on the head of the one I love...

I once adored the fragrance of the Dạ lan Hương
Its scent stronger in the stillness of the night

I once loved the color of Lay Ơn
And the delicate petals of the Mẫu Đơn flower

I cherished the Chrysanthemum, bathed in golden sunlight
I loved the Jasmine, its fragrance lingering longer

The Red Phoenix flower on the roof of my youth
Those childhood flowers burned bright like fire!

I adored the purple Lagerstroemia beside the porch
I loved the tenacious Phong Lan, ever strong

Spring arrived with the peach blossoms in bloom
I love you, my dear, in this perfect morning light

You are like a flower...sending your scent silently...
Making me intoxicated by spring’s embrace
I think of you, my dear
Flowers and you light up our love!

Poetry by: Phạm Quốc Tuấn

The garden... Summer hums a peaceful tune
Jasmine’s fragrance fills the air... its fruits heavy with beauty
Brilliant... countless flowers bloom in full glory
The sound of cicadas plays a melody full of love.

Author: Thi An Nhiên

The friends of our youth are gone
The dreams of the past still linger, hard to fade
Once, in innocence like jasmine’s bloom
Its fragrance spread far, through the eastern and western lands
Once, a girl with rosy cheeks
Under the bright moonlight, with winds that tousled her hair
Those dreams of the past are still here
Etched in memories that time cannot erase
Remember the nights by the village pond
Lost in the moonlight’s golden glow
My friend, back in our youth
When a lover went to war, tears blurred the view
The country girl, gentle and kind
Was the beauty of the village, loved by all
Now, age has set in
But the memories of a dear friend still stir the heart
The quiet pond sparkles with moonlight
Carrying the memories of times long gone.

The night air carries the scent of jasmine.
The fragrant tea, sipping beneath the moon, brings thoughts of ancient poetry...
True friends, rare to find.
The moonlight sparkles as we ponder, deep in conversation!

Elegant Tang poetry, refined and noble.
Philosophies of life, passed down through the ages.
Reflecting on the rules, one finds beauty.
As we sip tea and admire the moon, we are lost in the poetry of Tang!

The fragrance of Jasmine blooms in the air.
Her hair cascades over her smooth, pale shoulders.
Once, she shone with youthful glory.
The green shoots of spring have returned many times.
Longing comes when you smile.
The delicate silk dress captivates the soul.
A dazed kiss exchanged...
The world spins, but my heart stays bound.

Let me keep the love you give.
The ancient proverbs of longing remain.
You offer me your shoulder to lean on.
Her graceful figure, eyes like doe's, arouses passion.
I think of you wherever I go.
Remembering those moments of love, day and night.

Author: Nguyễn Thái Ngọc

In that dream-filled slumber,
Suddenly, the jasmine awakens, pairing with the night.
The green jasmine blooms under the moon's soft glow.
The moonlight casts a milky sheen upon the blossoms.
How delicate, yet full of wonder they stand.
The flowers await the breeze to dance through their petals.
Evening arrives, her new dress softly tilting.
Each butterfly, tender and pure as snow, embraces the night.
The moon whispers softly, the petals gently rustling.
The heart is filled with anticipation as the bee arrives.
Breathing out fragrance, love spreads in silence.
The flowers' playful teasing echoes in the air.
The stranger breeze lingers, drawn by the scent.
Wings flutter, caressing the walls.
The noble figure's gaze is sharp, full of longing.
The flowers shudder in the cool night air,
Touched by the wind's caress, it stirs and trembles.
The sweet fragrance lingers, the breeze becomes tender.
A soft kiss falls, the blossoms heavy with meaning.

Poem: Xuân Diệu

You are not a thorny rose,
You are simply a charming jasmine blossom.
Hidden within the morning mist,
Your pure petals spread fragrance to the world.
The rose flaunts its vivid color,
While jasmine seeks refuge in the shadows.
It hides within the green leaves,
Yet remains the most beautiful of all.
Many years away from home,
Now I return to find the petals of days gone by.
But the door is locked, the walls are high,
And I can only gaze, unable to visit the flowers.
You have now gone far, a bride away,
The ferry still crosses, but the river is empty.
The scent of jasmine lingers with me,
As memories of a time long past.
The jasmine bush still blooms bright,
The fig tree bears fruit, yet no one comes.
"The rose fades too quickly,
But the jasmine’s fragrance endures."

Author: Quang Dương

Sitting and waiting for my dear,
Looking out the open door,
A small jasmine blossom,
Swaying gently in the breeze.

Quickly snapping a photo,
To keep as a cherished memory,
With feelings of longing,
For the beloved little street corner.

The calm of the evening air,
The fresh, sweet scent of jasmine,
A melody fills the air,
Echoing softly in the twilight.

Author: Hạ Trâm