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5 Grief Poems for the Loss of a Father

Grief Poems for the Loss of a FatherGrief Poems for the Loss of a Father

Losing a father is a profound loss that can leave a person feeling overwhelmed and heartbroken. The pain of grief can often be difficult to express, and sometimes words feel inadequate. For those mourning the loss of a father, poetry can offer solace and understanding. Below are five heartfelt grief poems, written to bring comfort during such a sorrowful time. Whether you’re seeking words of reflection or a way to express your feelings, these poems offer a reminder that healing is possible, even in the darkest moments.

Poem 1: A Father’s Love

The world feels dimmer, the nights are dark
Where your voice was heard, now the silence is loud
What do I do when I want to see you?
Shall I ever hear you speaking my name again?
Here in my heart, your memories remain,
A guiding light through all my pains.

Poem 2: His Hands

His hands, once steady, now are still,
But memories linger, soft and filled.
With every step, I feel his grace,
His love, forever in this place.

Poem 3: Echoes of His Voice

His voice is now a whisper in the wind,
A comfort in times when I feel the pain,
Whatever I may do
Wherever I shall be
His soul will always
speak to me.

Poem 4: The Empty Chair

The chair is empty, but the love is not,
For in every corner, he left his thought.
Though he is gone, his legacy stays,
Guiding me through all my days.

Poem 5: A Prayer for My Father

In quiet moments, I still pray,
For strength and peace to guide my way.
For a father watching up above,
May my prayers bring you all my love.

Finding Solace in Poems for the Loss of a Father

Grief is a journey that no one should walk alone. Through poems like these, you can find words that express the inexpressible — feelings of sorrow, love, and the hope of healing. Remember, your grief is valid, and it’s okay to seek comfort wherever you can find it. If you or someone you know is struggling with the loss of a father, reading poems or journaling may help ease the pain.

Share Your Thoughts

If these poems have brought you comfort, please share your thoughts or add your own reflections in the comments below. You’re not alone in your grief. Let’s support each other during this difficult time.

Additional Resources

If you found these grief poems for loss of a father helpful, you may also be interested in the following articles and resources on grief and healing:

You may also want to read the following book:
Of Waves and Butterflies: Poems on Grief

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When Your Soul Is Aching, But You Don’t Even Know Why

Have you ever had those days when you felt as though something was missing but you just couldn’t figure out what it was?

It’s as though there’s a certain emptiness inside of you, something almost similar to pain, but you can’t even pinpoint where it’s coming from.

So you shrug it off and start your day. You grab your coffee to perk you up and you go to work.

Along the way, you see people also going along with their lives. Some look cheerful and happily talking to someone on their mobile phones. Others look almost angry. It’s as though they already carry the burden of the whole world that early in the day.

But there are some whose eyes look quite familiar.
No, it’s not that you knew them personally. But somehow, you pick up a similar vibe from them. It’s almost as if you can understand each other telepathically.

“I know how you feel. But we both don’t have the words to say what we’re going through.”

Of all creatures, human beings are unique.

This is because it isn’t enough for us to simply survive. Even if we can have the assurance that all our physical needs will be provided for, that would never guarantee our well-being.

We don’t become satisfied merely with material things. We also have to be satisfied within.

The problem is that most of us are not aware of these needs.

Society tells us how strong we should be, and how we shouldn’t pay attention to any negative thoughts.

Thoughts? But we hardly have any.

All we have are ideas spinning around our heads, ready to come out every time we need them for “work”.

Work. Work. And only more work!

And then we go home and sleep like robots.

When we wake up the next day, we live like zombies all over again.

Why do we live like zombies?

Why are we so afraid to cry?

Perhaps if we allowed ourselves to cry more, we could have known which parts of us bled terribly within. We could have identified the emptiness inside.

But I guess we’re more afraid to live like wounded people than walk like mindless zombies all day.

We’re afraid that if we knew, we may not be able to walk at all. We’d cry all day in bed, finally knowing what made us so empty. Finally acknowledging that we are mere human beings with very vital emotional needs.

What is it that seems to be missing in your life today?

What is causing you the most pain?

I challenge you to make this day count by facing the mirror and discovering who you are. Take off the mask that separates your image from your true self.

Your soul is aching. And you need to find out why if you want to find healing.

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Grief Is a Blanket I Have Learned to Love

Grief is a blanket
I have learned to love
Though I must admit,
it used to be so rough
I could hardly bear touching it.

Grief is a blanket
I have learned to love,
Though I must admit
that the mere thought of it
caused my tears to fall.

And I gave it all
just to get rid of it,
’cause it would rub against my skin,
and I’d lay down
with wounds all over me.

But grief is a blanket
I have learned to love…
It protected me when I felt cold,
and O, how I felt so cold!

I’d rather be scratched by its edges,
I’d rather bear its heavy burden,
than to lay down empty and heartless,
unable to feel the tears
flowing from my eyes.

Grief is rough
and grief is heavy,
but it’s something I’d carry
to cover me with warmth.

Jocelyn Soriano wrote the books In Your Hour of Grief and Of Waves and Butterflies: Poems on Grief.

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Do Not Cast My Ashes Into the Sea!

Do not cast my ashes into the sea
nor leave them near a tree,
Lest you believe that I am there…
These ashes came from me,
but they’re not me.

Do not carry my ashes
as though I could not move at all,
for I did not become that small.
Death never had me whole,
for I have my immortal soul.

Do not hope that I be carried by the wind,
for I will not come as dust that hurt your eyes.
I have not vanished when I died,
but I live still and I am here,
I’ll always stay right by your side.

Jocelyn Soriano wrote the books In Your Hour of Grief and Of Waves and Butterflies: Poems on Grief.

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Grief Is Something You Do All Over Again

woman grievingI took some lessons and I’ve learned
that grief is something
you do all over again
like walking the path you once walked together,
or eating that pie that made him smile.

Grief is waking up each day,
and missing him all over again,
remembering when
you had him by your side.

It is sleeping at night
and trying not to cry
but then end up sleeping
with tears in your eyes.

Grief is going back to that very time,
when I could have said goodbye
but did not mind.
It’s wondering how anything
could have changed
if only I begged him
to kiss me goodnight.

They say time will heal
and the heart will mend,
but I have learned from my lessons
that grief is love that never ends.
You may try to move on
and you may try to forget,
but grief is something you do
all over again.

Jocelyn Soriano writes about relationships and the Catholic faith at Single Catholic Writer. She wrote the books In Your Hour of Grief and Of Waves and Butterflies: Poems on Grief.

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