October Poetry Page

Avenue of Letters

There is a poem he just entered

There is a poem that says he just left.

The rain and clouds blur dreams and reality

The avenue of letters… is vast and vague

The crying and laughing characters in the old book

Hundred-year-old silent wooden statue

Spider webs fill the alley of memories

Clouds spread across the sky

Leaning on swaying poetry

The Dream Boat Runs Aground

I'm lost in the river of wind

Between the pages of the newspaper full of words

Find your space.

                                       Vu Thanh Hoa

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The most beautiful rose

I have no roses

in the days when flowers bloom on the street

just hands

smell of kitchen smoke

and a gaze like fire

cherish the warmth of human fate

People give each other flowers

She gave away warm meals

receive a happy smile

as the simplest greeting in the world.

She does not know how many petals a rose has.

only know when the lunch boxes pass through the hospital corridor

The recipient's eyes lit up like the late afternoon sun.

Did anyone give you flowers?

There must be a lot!

Nameless flowers bloom on the faces of children

when receiving the sweet cake

and the smile of the "silver-haired fairy"

become the most beautiful rose

brilliant in the eyes of people

                                       Hanh Van
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Writing while listening to the pipa

How to know people's hearts?

How to understand your heart

Sometimes drifting aimlessly

Sometimes like the phoenix fire

Ashes have no age

Does ashes have scent?

Where do flowers come from?

Fragrance from heaven

In a moment, vague forever.

We go by floating

People go by schemes

Just lie, the road of life is long

Be honest, home is in the heart

Who plays the pipa?

Hold on to sound as a magic weapon

Get yourself through the storm.

Le Nguyet Minh

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I brought it back to Hanoi
Send HT

I brought it back to Hanoi

mother's folk song

Cau River and Thuong River, we are reluctant to say goodbye to our friends

green mulberry branches

silkworm breeding season

Tam took me home

The red bodice flutters, the wind shyly gets in the way

I brought it back to Hanoi

the eyes of the kylin

naive in the village temple pedestal

The ancient talent is sent to the roof of Dinh Bang communal house

Ke Cho craft village mark smells of mud from my hometown

I brought it back to Hanoi

youth and curious heart

Hanoi taught me how to be a good person

challenge me to be a good person

let me contribute to Hanoi

like you

                                         Thai Quynh An

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In October

October hits the little eyes

touch someone,

bewildered afternoon sky

October collided with a small wind

tree does not shake

why are the leaves still swaying?

…

October is October

connecting love and memories,

earth and sky collide

The long river remembers the sorrow

The boat goes, remembering the dock,

the river remembers its banks

                                            Ton That Quynh Ai

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If you can love, then love.

Mom!

If you can love someone, then love me.

Don't wait any longer

The grass of December at the end of the season is pale white

The clouds in the afternoon wind

If I could pretend to love

Let the lyrics sway with the braid

The letter was sent to the wrong address.

Who is looking for who in the bewildered sky?

Mom, please love!

The months are so long!

The graves are no longer lonely

Winter grass is dry and painful to the touch

Who let the afternoon clouds drift slowly?

The distant person is also far away...

If you love me, then love me!

I beg you, mom.

Don't let this life be sad forever!

The river softly tells

Where did the old letter go?

I was born like a dream

But mother was waiting on the porch

The road has passed, the thorns have broken.

The old loom weaves the first dream.

Tran Thi Bao Thu

Illustration: AI

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Crescent Moon

I hide half of my soul of great love

Let the night dreams we sob to find home

Want to hug both half-rimmed glasses

But shy even in dreams.

I hide my deep love

I foolishly let go of a deep love

The day I return, I walk alone in silence

In the afternoon I hear the silent cold.

Maybe we have not fulfilled our promise?

Like the half moon still hidden in paradise

Let the waves on the far shore be careless

Push the love boat far away... immense...

The sea is so calm tonight

The late night moon suddenly has half its rim gone

I silently lay down on my dreamland

Sad dreams suddenly creep around...

Tran Bich Huong

Source: https://baodongnai.com.vn/van-hoa/202510/trang-tho-thang-10-b0f04a3/