HONG NGOC CHAU

 

 

You Are Like A Rose In My Life

 

By nature, roses are bestowed

Let life adore its figure's proud

Flowers' scent spreads on Earth and Heaven

Together with the time and earnest love given

 

Life is impermanent and also short ever

Joyfully showing off beauty to the world

It always gently consoles people in life

It's coming to the poets, what a surprise!

 

Just as from dawn to dusk roses bloom indeed

Just as with love, roses inspire poets' success

Persevere with ideals, let's nurture ambitions

Stormy winds roses are the poet's affection

 

Contribute to life, add a reason to live

Exist without shame in the poets' belief

Poem ideas are rich in rhyme and tones

Spread wings, fly far without monotone

 

All over new horizons in the open sky

Life flowers and pure poems are flied

Motherland is always alive to pursue

Poets' hearts keep talent and virtue.

 

Endless love, poets are not daydreamers

Poets love people as they love their lover

Their love could exist forever with time

Worthy of making famous their lifetime

 

Mother’s Portrait

 

Drizzling rains fall colder and colder

Rising the smell of the own earth

In the sun, flowers sparkle and wave

Heaven and earth blend in love rays

 

Wind gives grapefruit smell to mom's hair

Gently spread the true love of my mother

Mother is the source of a nice country

Million Far Roads, she's full of love truly

 

Starlings chirp as hammock rhythms as ever

Mixing a melody with a lullaby of my mother

I suck my mother’s milk to grow up gradually

Mother’s love is higher than mountains truly

 

It is hard to love children, a mom's duty

She always brings warm sunshine to me

She’s the moon shining on a black night

She’s as the sun at dawn to give light

 

Mother's body is as gentle as the figure of rice

From dawn to dusk, her shadow beside a dike

Bare feet are in muddy water as time passes by

She forgets youthful age in the chaos of her life

 

She’s full enough of her hometown-loving

Follows time rhythm going and returning

Her hair turns silver, her body is full of scars

Mother doesn't mind though she works hard

 

Mother's love is vaster than the seas

And my feelings always remind me

Repaying the merit of my dear mother

I don’t know when I can pay her favors

 

HONG NGOC CHAU

 

HONG NGOC CHAU: Her true name is NGUYEN CHAU NGOC DOAN CHINH. Her pen name is HONG NGOC CHAU. She is a Master of Education Management, a member of the Ho Chi Minh City Writers Association (Vietnam) and an Honorary Doctor of Literature and Humanities of the Church and the University of Prixton. Executive member of W.U.P (World Union of Poets), General Council of the World Union of Poets with SILVER MEDAL for Researcher (14th medal of the World Union of Poets), VISHWA BHARATI Associate - India (Vishwabharati Research Center), International Ambassador of the International Council of Writers & Artists, Administrator, Coordinator, Group Expert of many literary forums around the world; ACULTURAL AND ARTISTIC ACTIVITIES: Books of poems published: -     Vietnamese Contemporary Poetry (Volume 1)- 2019 -     The road to the true heart - 2020-     Pitiable or Blamable – 2020-     Living with the Dream - 2022 and many works have been published on world literary forums, newspapers, magazines of English Literature, USA, India, Russia, Poland, China, etc., global publications; honored to receive the Excellence Award of the European Poetry Championship 2021, honored to participate in the 2nd World Literature Festival 2021, honored works selected by Indian Educators to be published in a multilateral anthology Global convenience, honor to attend the World Poetry Championship 2021, Featured author of Inner Child Press International-'building bridges of cultural understanding' 2019, 2020, 2021, 2022,2023, 2024. 2025 etc.