If Only The Wind Could Speak Poem by Pushp Sirohi

I still see you in unfinished dreams,
Between the silence and the moon's soft beams.
You're everywhere my eyes don't dare to go,
Like warmth that lingers after snow.

My heart still calls, but lips stay sealed,
Bound by promises time never healed.
There's love in me that never sleeps,
It hides in the places where memory weeps.

I won't ask you to turn around,
Some walls are better left unbound.
But if your soul ever feels my name,
Know — my fire still burns the same.

Maybe one day, when stars realign,
You'll find my shadow crossing thine.
Till then, I love you — quietly so,
In all the ways I can't let you know.