The Echo Where You Were

The rain taps slow upon my pane,
A rhythm cold and gray.
Your shadow lingers in this room,
Though you have gone away.
I trace the words we never said,
On windows steamed with tears,
And whisper to the empty air,
The hopes of yesteryears.

So love me like a ghost now,
A memory turned to dust.
Hold me in the echoes,
Where promises went rust.
I’m breaking in the silence,
Of a heart you used to own.
I’m dancing with the fragments,
But I’m standing here alone.

I wear your sweater one more night,
It smells of faded spring.
I play the songs we used to sing,
To feel almost anything.
The clock keeps ticking, loud and low,
Like footsteps down the hall.
I wait for you to come back home,
Though I know you never will at all.

So love me like a ghost now,
A memory turned to dust.
Hold me in the echoes,
Where promises went rust.
I’m breaking in the silence,
Of a heart you used to own.
I’m dancing with the fragments,
But I’m standing here alone.

I light a candle for your name,
Watch shadows twist and bend.
I write you letters in the ash,
That I will never send.
The world moves on outside these walls—
A blur of passing cars.
But time’s stopped cold inside this room,
And left me with the scars.

So love me like you did before,
Or leave me like you do…
I’m just the wreckage on the shore,
Still washed in thoughts of you.

Original Poet/Author:- Pt. Bharmal Garg (Vilakshan) Sanchore.

– English Translation – Tanisha Chodhary