Poetry – Le Tran Nguyen Lam

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A sunset long ago, I saw you standing there

By: Raizes December 5, 2020December 5, 2020

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Sometimes I see, sometimes I don’t. Sometimes our song appears in my mind.

I’m renovating my hideous lair!

By: Raizes September 10, 2020

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It has been a while (again) since I posted something on this website. My life has been caught up in work and stress, that I almost gave up lots of my habits. I did not have the time to write poetry. I did not have the time to shred some riffs on my guitars. So on… You can get the picture here.

Ngày làm gì

By: Raizes June 7, 2020August 16, 2020

Poetry, Romantic PoemsLove, love poem, miss, Poetry, Poetry, spring, vietnam, vietnamese, vietnamese poetLeave a Comment

Làm gì khi mùa xuân đương tới,
và nắng hồng ươm hoa?
Làm gì khi gió lùa kẽ tóc,
và đưa hương nàng kề ta?

Before night begins

By: Raizes January 25, 2020

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Birdie flies on the orange skyCatches the light before night begins.I stand still with hot coffee and strivefor a good ounce of peace tonight. It has been a long long week.I has scored a streak of failures.But I endure to gain some moreJust after two cups of these end. With every time I lend myself…

Market

By: Raizes January 4, 2020December 1, 2020

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Steps over steps.
Stalls next to stalls.
People pouring words,
letting goods be sold.

Thương.

By: Raizes October 14, 2019October 15, 2019

Poetry, Romantic PoemsLove, partner, poet, Poetry, Poetry, romantic poem, thơ, việt nam, vietnameseLeave a Comment

Khẽ qua từng kẽ lá. Êm đềm dòng gió may. Đò trôi sông lặng lẽ. Tình về người có hay?

Cut

By: Raizes October 10, 2019October 10, 2019

Poetrycut, depression, mental illness, Poetry, Poetry, scratch, self-harm2 Comments

I cutMyselfTo forceThe mindTo feel the painPhysicallyNot mentally.

Cigarette. Coffee. And Nights.

By: Raizes September 9, 2019August 16, 2020

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There were nights so long and so empty that were filled with cigarette smokes and blank stares into the skybox of my balcony. This poem was noted down in nights like them.