She found it in a dusty shop,
tucked between rusted clocks and faded postcards—
a vintage radio, mahogany and brass,
its dials cold beneath her fingertips,
its silence humming with secrets untold.
The old man at the counter smiled,
his voice barely above a whisper—
"Some things remember more than they should."
She laughed it off, paid in crisp bills,
and carried the past home in her arms.
That night, she twisted the dial,
static crackled like whispers in the dark.
Then—music.
A song she'd never heard, yet somehow knew,
its melody draped in sorrow,
its lyrics tangled in a tale unfinished.
"A girl by the river, lost in the tide,
a blade in the water, nowhere to hide."
She froze—the words gripped her bones.
It wasn't just a song.
It was a confession.
Night after night, the radio sang,
each tune a new cut of a crime buried in time.
The town's missing girl from decades ago,
her name now a whisper in forgotten records.
"She ran through the orchard, her hands full of light,
but someone was waiting that terrible night."
Footsteps in the lyrics.
A struggle in the chords.
A name hidden in the static.
She searched the archives, the town's old papers,
tracing echoes of melodies to real names, real places.
Then one night—
the radio's voice spoke instead of sang.
"You're close now. Keep listening."
The dial turned on its own.
A final track, a truth long buried.
"He silenced her scream where the willows weep,
but nothing stays buried when ghosts do not sleep."
She followed the song to the riverbank,
where moonlight kissed the earth.
There, beneath the gnarled old willow,
bones slept beneath the soil.
She wasn't the first to listen.
But she would be the first to end the silence.
The police unearthed the past.
A century-old murder, finally solved.
But one mystery remained.
Who had dropped these haunted hits?
Who had sent the songs through time?
That night, she turned the dial one last time.
Soft laughter crackled through the speakers—
not sinister, not cruel—
but grateful.
"You found me."
The radio's glow faded.
And somewhere, beneath a decades of silence,
a soul finally rested in peace.
Hope y'all liked the poem and as always I wish you all a good day/night < 3
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FantasyThis is my first time ever trying to write poems so please review and tell me how I can improve them and I would also love to know how y'all would interpret the meanings of the poem :D.
