A Poetic Exchange

 Last month, on 24th Feb 2026, I was on a “poetic roll”… I read someone’s post and replied to it in verse… he too replied in verse and I replied again… will post his and my versions here… 

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If you remember me,

remember me with intensity, 

for in remembrance

lives the love we need

to survive.

Hold the memory gently,

but let it burn bright,

because love, once remembered,

never truly fades.

Good morning.

Create memories.

Love again, 

and love deeply.

My Response:

We remember only those

who slip into the distance of time—

but how does one forget

a soul that lives within every heartbeat?

You are not a memory

resting quietly in yesterday—

you are the rhythm

that keeps my present alive.

How can I forget you

when your presence breathes through my days,

when even silence

whispers your name?

The love we wander the world seeking

stands personified in you—

not fading, not fragile,

but steady like light that refuses dusk.

So I do not remember you—

I live you,

in every prayer, every pause,

every pulse of my heart.

Rabia Jafar

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His response:

If I am the rhythm in your heartbeat, then know this — you are the calm that steadies mine. I never wished to be a distant memory in your life; I only ever hoped to be a presence that feels like home. If my name lives in your silence, yours lives in my strength. We don’t remember what we carry in our soul — V simply breathe it. ♥️💯

My Response: 

If I am your calm,

then you are the quiet light

that teaches my storms to soften.

Home was never a place for me—

until your words

began to feel like shelter.

You speak of strength,

yet it is your presence

that turns my fragile moments

into faith.

Some souls do not enter our lives—

they unfold within them,

gently,

like a prayer we did not know

we were already answering.

So let us not speak of memory—

for memory belongs to distance.

What we are

lives closer than that—

in breath,

in silence,

in the unseen rhythm

where two souls remember

they were never truly separate.

Rabia Jafar