When a Song Remembers Her

If someone listens to a song
And she appears in the verse
Not summoned, not expected
Just felt, like a breeze through a half-open window
Then that is love in its gentlest form …

Not loud, not declared
But tucked between notes
Where memory breathes, and the heart still knows
What it never forgot …

And if they play it again
Not to relive the past
But to feel her near
Just once more …

Alas, the song fades!
But somewhere in its echo
lives a moment
They never said goodbye to …

#roksanatales

Regent’s Park, London

I was listening to a song when a sudden thought settled in, if someone ever hears a song and thinks of me, isn’t that one of the most deeply emotional and sacred gestures?

That moment stayed with me, and I ended up writing ‘When a Song Remembers Her’ … It doesn’t follow any structure or rhyme, but it holds something personal, love, memory, longing …

Maybe it’s a poem. Maybe it’s just a feeling shaped into words. I’m not entirely sure …

But I wonder, what do you think, can something like this be called a poem? Or does a poem need rules to be real, or can it simply be a moment that moves us?

Also, I’m just wondering about you, have you ever heard a song and found someone gently returning to your heart through it?

Tell me,
Isn’t it beautiful how music remembers what we try to forget?

I♥️