The Power of Poetry: 10+ Heartwarming Poems for Vu Lan Festival

On Vu Lan Day, gifts, greetings, and poems serve as expressions of gratitude and as a way to show appreciation, respect, and gratitude towards parents and ancestors. Let’s take a look at over 10 touching and meaningful Vu Lan poems below.

1The Best Vu Lan Poems About Filial Piety

1. Vu Lan Bao Hieu by Bui The Uyen

Each Vu Lan season,

Words fail me, and I choke up.

Oh parents, I miss you so!

Tears stream down my cheeks.

Your love and dedication tower above me.

You toiled endlessly, even into old age.

You raised a whole brood of children.

Each went their separate way,

Yet we have not fulfilled our filial duties.

Only when we achieve success do we return home.

The house is empty and quiet,

As incense smoke rises silently.

I offer this white rose,

To be pinned on your hardworking clothes.

A thousand apologies,

For I know I have wronged you.

I have not fully understood the hardships of childbirth.

May you rest in peace in heaven, dear parents.

2. A Rose for My Shirt by Thich Nhat Hanh

A rose for you, my brother,

A rose for you, my sister,

And a rose for those who still have their mothers.

For those with mothers, rejoice and be glad,

For if your mother passes away,

You will be like a flower without the sun,

A child without a smile,

A life that cannot grow or mature,

And a sky devoid of starlight.

Mother, you are a gentle stream,

A magical song,

A sheltering shade,

A shining moon and stars,

And a guiding light in the darkness.

Mother, you are sweet sugarcane,

A cluster of bananas and betel nuts,

The sound of crickets at night,

The warmth of the sun,

And the essence of love in our lives.

One day, I will return home,

Gaze upon your beloved face, and say:

“Mother, oh mother, do you know?

Do you know that I love you so?

This rose I pin on my shirt,

Is a symbol of my love for you.”

The Best Vu Lan Poems About Filial Piety

3. Filial Piety During Vu Lan by Gia Long

“A father’s love is like Mount Tai,

While a mother’s love is like a flowing river.

By worshipping our parents, we fulfill our duty as children.”

During the Vu Lan season of filial piety,

We offer our parents countless red roses.

Father is the creator,

While mother carries and gives birth to us.

Even if we live a thousand lifetimes,

We could never repay their love and dedication.

The best way to show filial piety is to

Cultivate virtue and bring honor to our parents’ names.

4. Vu Lan by Nguyen Cao Toan

A father and mother’s love is boundless and infinite,

And their kindness is forever etched in my heart.

We don’t need to wait until the seventh full moon of the seventh month

To honor the virtue of filial piety.

Now that you have passed on to another realm,

How can I ever repay your love and the gift of life?

It’s not about achieving fame and fortune,

Or building an extravagant tomb.

Mother taught me that even in the midst of life’s storms,

I should never become a terrible person.

Father taught me to be loyal and true,

And never to forsake my values for money.

Although many years have passed since your departure,

You are always in my thoughts and memories.

I miss your embrace, dear mother,

And father’s poetic words, wise and profound.

I will never forget my roots and ancestors,

And I will strive to be a good person despite life’s challenges.

Rest assured, dear parents, in the afterlife,

For I will forever honor your memory and show my gratitude.

Even as my life is filled with storms,

You are my everything, dear parents.

5. The Golden Rose by Sưu tầm

During Vu Lan, I pin a golden rose to my chest,

As a symbol of my filial piety towards my parents.

Are the tears in my eyes from the rain of the seventh lunar month,

Or from the sorrow of children who miss their parents?

In silence, I offer a fragrant incense stick,

Carrying my love and devotion.

Even if we are separated by death,

Your love and dedication remain the greatest gifts.

Throughout your lives, you gave us love and the gift of life,

Like an endless ocean, you are everything to us.

At times, we get caught up in the hustle and bustle of life,

In the bustling cities and foreign lands.

But suddenly, we wake up and long for our mother and father.

6. Vu Lan Bao Hieu by Mong Vy

Long ago, there lived a monk named Muc Kien Lien,

Who left home to study and cultivate a wise and compassionate heart.

Amidst the dust of the world,

He saw that his mother was suffering and was filled with worry.

Day after day, he tried to persuade her to change her ways,

But she continued to face misfortunes and suffer in the underworld.

For three months, he sought help from monks and Buddhas in all directions,

And their compassion eventually led to her forgiveness and salvation.

It was thanks to the teachings of Buddha Shakyamuni

That he was able to find the right path and be reunited with his mother.

Kien Lien was praised for his exceptional filial piety,

And his story has been passed down through the ages.

During the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month,

We reflect on our actions and seek forgiveness for our wrongdoings.

7. The Seventh Month of Vu Lan by Nang Ut

Vu Lan arrives, a time for filial devotion,

Stirring up emotions of fullness and emptiness within.

Oh, the sorrow of being orphaned, Mother!

I am alone and lost in this world.

I miss you, Mother, and my tears flow endlessly.

How can I bear the pain of missing you so?

My heart aches as memories come flooding back.

When I was young and naive, I never realized

That life is like a rushing stream that never slows.

You endured all the bitterness and sorrow, Mother,

While I enjoyed the sweetness and happiness of life.

I was ignorant and quick to anger,

Yet you never scolded or blamed me.

Now, during the seventh month of rain, I long for you, Mother.

I wish time could turn back,

So you could stay by my side forever.

The Most Touching Vu Lan Poems

8. Reflections on Vu Lan Festival by Nguyen Ba

My heart grows heavy during the Vu Lan season,

As I yearn for my parents, wherever they may be.

With a heavy heart, I light a stick of incense,

Offering my gratitude to my mother and father.

Without teachers, where would we be?

Without the love and dedication of our parents, we would not be who we are today.

I am but a humble servant, struggling to make ends meet.

Our parents are like ripe fruit on a tree,

Who spent their lives caring for us without a day of rest.

During Vu Lan, we hold grand ceremonies,

But can one day of celebration ever be enough?

9. VU LAN TEMPLE CEREMONY by Duc Ngoc

Today, I come to the temple to give thanks,

Honoring my mother and father during the Vu Lan season.

Here on Earth, they are no longer by my side,

And I am left without their love and support.

During Vu Lan, I remember their love and sacrifice.

Once upon a time, we endured hunger and poverty together,

Yet their love remained strong and unwavering.

Day after day, they toiled and struggled,

Never complaining as their feet grew weary and their bodies tired.

With unwavering loyalty and devotion,

They dedicated their lives to raising their children, never asking for anything in return.

One day, they quietly passed away,

Leaving us with unfulfilled dreams and desires.

They worked tirelessly to provide for us,

Hoping that we would grow up to be good people.

Now, as they look down from above, they can smile,

For their children and grandchildren are blooming like beautiful flowers.

Although they are no longer with us, their love remains infinite,

Like the vastness of the sky and the height of the mountains.

10. Praying for My Parents by Hoang Thanh Tam

During the seventh month, the sky weeps with the falling ngau rain,

As my mother’s cheeks are stained with tears of sorrow.

She walks barefoot, her steps heavy and weary,

Bearing the burdens and hardships of life.

Rarely do I see a smile on her face,

As she toils day and night to feed her children twice a day.

My father’s body is worn out from exhaustion,

And his hair has turned white before his time.

They wait and hope for me to succeed,

Fearing that I will stumble and fall along the way.

They worry that I will stray from the path of virtue,

And that I will face the same struggles they did for food and clothing.

They have given me a comfortable life,

Yet I have not been able to repay their kindness.

During Vu Lan, I pray and make offerings,

As my parents wither like ripe bananas on a tree.

I long to offer them a bowl of warm food and delicious meat,

But my heart aches with longing and regret.

I miss my mother and father so much that my heart breaks,

For their love is greater than the Eastern Sea and Mount Thai.

Oh, the gentle breeze, please don’t blow away the falling yellow leaves,

For they symbolize the passing of time and the eternity of the afterlife.

11. The Sorrow of Vu Lan by Ha Buon

As autumn gently arrives, the air is crisp and cool,

And the falling leaves paint the landscape with a golden hue.

My heart overflows with love and gratitude,

As the bonds of love and family blossom.

Yet, I am filled with sorrow and regret,

As my tears mix with the falling ngau rain.

The love and dedication of my parents are deeper than the ocean and taller than the