Beautiful short poems and modern poems

Modern poetry is free in form and rich in meaning. The management of images is more important than the use of rhetoric. It completely breaks through the characteristics of ancient poetry of "gentle and honest, sad but not resentful", and places more emphasis on free and open and straightforward statements and "can be said". "the communication between the sense and the insensible". Below are the beautiful short modern poems I compiled (selected 15). You are welcome to share them. Beautiful Short Poetry Modern Poetry 1

"To My Mother"

Although I haven't said hello to you for a long time,

I haven't written to you, but, don't Put doubt in your heart

as your son should

The deep love for you has disappeared from my breast

. Absolutely not, just like that rock,

It has deep roots in the water for thousands of years,

It will never leave its original place, even if it is flowing water,

Sometimes wind and waves, sometimes soft waves flow over it

so that people cannot see it.

My love for you is also inseparable< /p>

In my chest, despite the long river of life,

Sometimes it is whipped by pain and rolled violently,

Sometimes it is caressed quietly by joy,

p>

Being covered and blocked, it cannot show its face to the sun and cannot reflect its surroundings

The reflected sunlight is in front of your loving mother

Show you how much your son revers you.

Beautiful Short Poetry Modern Poetry 2

"Praise to Mother"

Mother is a big ship

Carrying me to the sea

Pursue the mystery of life

Explore the magic of the world

Mother is a mountain

Containing all things

Feeding me to grow

Strengthen my body and mind

Mother is a moving song

Take me everywhere with her

Use her beautiful tune

Ode to the history of the motherland

Mother is a ray of spring breeze

Blowing all things in the world

The graceful steps

< p> Bringing vitality

Mother is the spring rain

Nourishing all things on the earth

Ah! Mother

I love you, you are the forever favorite in my heart. Beautiful Short Poems Modern Poetry 3

"Mother is a River"

Mother is a River

I am a fish swimming in the water

Mother is a river

I am a boat rowing on the waves

Mother is a river Mountain

I am a small tree in the mountain

Keep thinking and asking

Moonlight Lone Grave and Me

Raindrops string together memories, flying

Pick an oil sunflower

The mother of the field has plowed and hoeed

Planted a border of leeks

< p> The footprints overlap with my mother

The wind passes through the courtyard

Memory is like a river

Day and night, going east

Singing praises Mother's Modern Poems: To Mother

When I was born

What greeted me was my mother's tearful smiling face

When I cried

< p> What touched me was my mother’s gentle little hands

When I was a toddler

What accompanied me was my mother’s encouraging eyes

When I grew up

What protects me is my mother’s meticulous care.

When I travel far away

What worries me is my mother’s love that never fades. Beautiful short poems and modern poems 4

"Mother's Smile"

The thin figure swaying

Under the dim light

The familiar warmth is engraved in the heart

A shallow smile spreads in the playfulness

A soft voice accompanied me on the pillow when I fell asleep

I have grown up and gone far away, I have been away for a long time

< p> Let time sigh more and more clearly

Pain and tears are entangled in the ups and downs

A shallow smile and a soft voice

There will always be opportunities to meet each other Embracing

Easily resolve and soothe the heart in an instant Beautiful short poems modern poetry 5

Lovesickness

Autumn is over, the flowers have withered, and the red leaves are full of lovesickness,

p>

It is difficult to meet, it is difficult to see each other, it is easy to meet but also difficult to say goodbye,

Love in this life, destiny in the next life, the road of mortals, a good relationship,

Raise a glass to get drunk and relieve worries. It's difficult, the sword of wisdom can't cut off the source of similarity,

Autumn is over, the sky is cold, the flowers have fallen, people are still young, the water and the moon reflect the flowers,

The silver frost shines on the empty bed, and I miss you thousands of times. Heavy,

The four seasons of separation are deep in the book, the shadows of the trees outside the building are long,

There is only a lonely person in the house, the dream determines the love,

I meet a close friend, and then To the north and to the south,

There is a beautiful woman on the side of the water. Her trace is hard to trace and she is drifting away.

She dreams about the world all day long, and her soul is flying. We meet in dreams. < /p>

Awakening from the dream of separation, the long song turns into a lovesickness song,

It’s hard to play the guqin and the poem of separation, I give everything I have to fall in love with you,

Holding hands and relying on each other, don’t forget our feelings, wishing to have a paradise.

Walking hand in hand with you, I can be covered with mist in spring,

I can hear the drizzle of lotus in summer, and harvest in autumn. A sleeve of cinnamon can catch a river of cold snow in winter,

The moon is frosty, my heart is broken, I am suffering from love, I am mourning for love,

The tears are still singing lightly, the song is not finished, the song It's no longer a word,

Looking at the moon and sighing softly at separation, the long night makes people melancholy,

People are thin and naked, and the lovesickness will never be forgotten. Beautiful Short Poetry Modern Poetry 6

Father

In the place where the dream of my hometown originated

Father, it is the mountain behind me

Carrying blessings and curses

Carrying tears or smiles

How many wild and ignorant nights

How many lonely and lost moments

You taught me to embrace the surroundings with warmth

Don’t despair with the strength you gave me

Yesterday’s wealth and poverty

Today

Perhaps, the sunshine is blocked

Perhaps, the flowers and plants will also become tired

But your image in my mind

p>

But it has never changed

Father, my father

An ordinary and real man beautiful short poem modern poetry 7

"The breeze breaks the dream of spring"

Pieces of goose down are dancing before your eyes,

It is suspected that the plum heart and sphenoid bone are drunk by the spring breeze:

Waves of broken pianos are broken Flute and drum,

Faintly mountain wind urges waterfalls and green pines:

The quiet feeling at the bottom of the dream, pure heart,

The misty dream rose, dreamland, - < /p>

Du Jiao’s gentle breeze in the sound of late birds,

Gently blowing - blowing my pillow thoughts,

The tenderness on the pillow -, interpreting spring dreams into < /p>

Threads and scattered sounds of color!

These dark gray and light purple, the understanding of the dream soul,

Still clinging to the border of the dream.

Nothing is like the wind blowing up dust, which is full of dreams and clogs.

Even if you wish to return home, it’s hard not to leave traces of it;

Breeze! You come from the deep valley of the green forest,

You are clothed with natural music,

You are lightly pregnant with the grass and the fragrance of flowers,

Comforting the poet's loneliness,

Climbing the curtain to ask my sister-in-law how she is,

Do you know if you will come and call me in the morning?

Calling away a lingering connection——

In the dream, I am a farmer. Fate?

The gentleness of Ren Chunchaofu,

Who can pay for the freedom?

Just look at the fading dream,——

The poetic heart, the soul of love, the ideal color,——

Just like a rose in the messy spring. ,

Like the sigh of a cuckoo bird at dawn,

The rhyme is broken and the fragrance is scattered, looking up at the sky high and the clouds are far away,

The dream wings fly together, gone forever! Beautiful Short Poetry Modern Poetry 8

"Spring"

The river flows slowly in the sunset,

The dusk glow glues several tree trunks;

< p> Grasshoppers fly, grasshoppers kiss the grass,

I look and walk in the spring grass.

The grasshopper crawled on Tiehua's chest,

Tiehua shook her head in shame,

A tender hand suddenly stretched out from the grass, < /p>

Caught Meng Lang’s springtail at the waist.

Golden flowers, silver flowers, stars and waves

Dotted with natural and warm green felt,

The love couple of young people on the green felt,

p>

Affection is glued together, love words are tweeted.

< /p>

Everywhere is care and concern.

The bird looks forward to obscenity in front of others,

The person is happy and embarrassed in the grass,

I envy their pairing,

Who envies my lonely wandering?

Lonely wandering!

Why should my heart not be trembling with enthusiasm?

Answer the call of youth,

Burn with bright hope,

Spring ah! You are in my arms too! Beautiful Short Poetry Modern Poetry 9

"Two Moons"

I saw two moons:

Same appearance, different appearances.

One is in the sky at this time,

Putting open the clothes of bird feathers;

She does not grudge her kindness,

Full of The earth is her silver and gold.

She never forgets the colored glaze of the Forbidden City,

Her beauty is found among the three seas.

She jumped out of the clouds, jumped up the tree,

and hid in the fresh green vines.

She is so exquisite and beautiful,

Even the fish under the water must be drunk!

But there is something wrong with her,

She always likes to lose weight;

Sometimes there are only stars in the sky,

Without that charming round face,

Although I will still come back when the time comes,

But this lovesickness is a bit hard to bear!

There is also the one you can’t see,

Although not to mention how gorgeous it is!

She also has her drunken smile,

and her cleverness when turning;

She never lets others talk about her generosity,

< p> But you can’t see my garden!

Precious is her magical power in the sky,

She often lifts my spiritual waves to Gaoli:

I love the turbulence of the silver waves most,

A silver clock with music in the waves:

Even those white foam like horsetails,

are better than carved jewelry.

A perfect bright moon,

And it will never be incomplete!

As long as I close this pair of heels.

She ascended to the sky!

Beautiful short poems in the middle of the night on April 2, modern poetry 10

Dreamland

(1)

Singing, in the throat

Swallowing saliva and feeling desolate

Breasts of desire

Lying on the belly, smiling

Filled with excess and whole grains

(2)

Wrapped in the night, destined

To talk about gossip

There is no electricity, it is related to the moon

Fire fire

Crazy until dawn

(3)

Women put down their restraint

Put down their high scrolls The hair that rises

Grate, the happiness of a hen giving birth

Count at night

Mystery, where does the grass come from

(4)

The wind ripples on the branches

Tear apart a plot, a legend

The wolf in the mountain

Sleeping in the green tree On the burning kang

Tonight, with your woman

(5)

The dream of shackles

Cut with a sickle, The darkness of the night

The running road is cold

The footsteps are snoring

In the snow

One deep and one shallow, beautiful and short Poetry Modern Poetry 11

Severe cold

The whistling north wind is like sea water that bursts from the embankment

It vents thousands of miles

Rushing towards the exposed objects on the surface of the earth

Rushing towards the exposed parts of the body

Fearing the attack of the cold wave

Travelers wrap their heads and faces tightly

Only leaving Eyes indicate the direction of travel

Only

the shrubs on the hillside in the distance

still stand on the top of the mountain

despite the strong wind

p>

Just swaying in the wind

Shaking the body slightly

People walking outdoors

Walking quickly with their heads down

Nostrils The rising heat

Intimate contact with the cold current

Instantly forming a string of white beads

Complementing the silver whiskers on the lips

< /p>

The temperature inside the house also dropped

The two pots of chrysanthemums on the windowsill also lost their former style

The heads drooped

Curl your body

on the side of the flower pot

The dazzling ice window flowers

transform the cabin into an ice sculpture world

There are smiling little squirrels

There are honest and loyal Xiong Er

There are well-behaved and exquisite little swallows

There are budding flowers

Pine trees dressed in green

They dance happily

They sing to their heart’s content

They forget to leave

Spread the laughter and singing into the cabin

The air in the cabin is fresh

It feels warm

Move two pots of chrysanthemums to the table< /p>

Also hold your head high

Blooming graceful short poems Modern Poetry 12

"Fleeing Time"

The story of a season blown by the west wind< /p>

The shadow stands on the edge of the ice and confesses yesterday

There is no temperature and no sound

There is only one heartbeat flickering in the dark

Sad The wine of time overflowing in the crystal goblet

It is heartbreaking but extremely beautiful

Who is shaking the spinning wheel to weave a wedding dress like the sunset

Let you be the last bride

Give you a forget-me-not

Let life rise and fall

The paper boat of childhood has been deeply stranded

< p>Looking for dreams along the dry river

We are wandering dandelions

Flying towards the sea and sky

All the stories

Only the beginning

No ending Beautiful Short Poetry Modern Poetry 13

"Written to Youth"

If I must remember

Those beautiful things The past

Why time

Can only have one direction

Just like the redbud blooming

Having a short-lived fragrance

What can be remembered but cannot be recovered

It is more than yesterday’s sunshine

When I have deeply understood

I cannot hold on to the clothes of time Corner

There is nothing left to squander

Only empty luggage left

After the rainy season under the umbrella

Please let me Looking back again

Take a look at the ferry of youth

That young face, beautiful short poem modern poetry 14

"About Youth"

< p>It is indescribable. The appearance of stumbling youth many years ago

The impermanence of black and white on both sides of time. A sneer is pure aggression

You must face the old shoes that pinch your feet before going out as if nothing has happened

Carrying the wind and frost, holding up the rainy season, there is always mud seeping into the toes

As for the ankle joint, I felt a dull pain inadvertently. Somewhat unbearable

Sometimes we want to ignore it. You should know how to avoid some sharp things.

Beside the quicksand river, stand, stare, and lie down

Put your voice behind you. Burying expectations, thoughts and the future

A person’s embrace is very warm. The earth is silent. Caress surges

Licking wounds. carried away by the water. There is no need to take back what is thrown out

But the night still opened its eyelashes, and the hair was so thick

A moth used the light bulb as a flower holder. Such an oversight made me chuckle to myself.

Dewy Morning is just a myth, or a red

classic. There was dirt on a certain box in my mother's dowry, and there were stains in my ears.

The black silk had turned white and yellow all the time. Then I let go and the curtain came to an end.

There are always a few bugs taking advantage of the opportunity to approach and gnaw. No scars left

My blood turns green again and meridians grow. The young carp fights hard

The poppy grows old. Looking at the secrets of Rui, it has nothing to do with the latitude and longitude of the day.

The coordinates accumulate and extend. A gesture, lonely and desolate

In the setting sun, the castle is flattened, and the shadows are removed, and it will no longer be eye-catching. Beautiful Short Poems Modern Poetry 15

"Youth"

< p> Youth is reserved

Youth is lilac in the sun

Youth is a blue bird flying across the sky

And my youth is silence

< p>Youth is a smile

Youth is a high-heeled shoe

Youth is a rippled lake

And my youth is fear

Youth is shy

Youth is poplar trees in June

Youth is pastels with light makeup

And my youth is helpless< /p>

Youth is a frown

Youth is the eyes in the shade of trees

Youth is a Tibetan girl in costume

And I Youth is the secret