Dang Tuong Vy is a member of the Writers Association of Ho Chi Minh City, currently living in France. She has published many books of poetry. Her poems are deep and many inner emotions …
The land of red wine people
Drink cold hands and miss green tamarinds
Saigon has a sweet sound
I am a native dedicated distiller Land footsteps lost the domain
Remembering the original love is very good
Remember the small sparrow passing the branches
Chirping the blue sky and the kite The land of people in white fog demands love
Looking for sun flaps, I miss many Homeland
Saigon has a lovely reputation
Having fragrant love to share in danger Saigon birds also perched because
Four directions converge love to record good land
Saigon’s footsteps passed quickly
The mark still imprints pure sincerity Saigon does not have a cold, frozen wind
Mother is here waiting for me to come home
Incubate in cold frost four-sided
Gold love the waves miss you about Mom Walking a lot of wandering
Back to embrace the earth, Mother will have a peaceful afternoon
Saigon five fingers knitting
Unresolved love of love has overflowed with love. November 2, 2020 LOVE IS THE POETRY 
Have you ever known to love
That sweet love poetry
The question is very accidental
But the afternoon is purple Ever asked what love is
Is it an illusion?
The wind blows every time
Cold rain melted love Hallucinations and hallucinations
Illusion or illusion
Where to find a risky roof
Build a dream life Once we were infatuated
Once I forgot
Only one change
Love goes into the past Love is a poem
Love is the musical note
I write in accident
My soul is lost. 27/04/21
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