She Walks With The Wind Poem by Kundan Ahuja

She walks with the Wind
Leaving me all alone.
I try to follow her-
But in vain.

I scream, I cry,
I trip and I fall
Only to discover
That she is gone;
Gone with the Wind
In only a blink.
And I stand here
To wait for her return.

I know this will lead to disappointment;
And I cannot make a natural amendment'
For I know:
That the Wind goes to city after city,
Country after country,
And then beyond the Sea,
With no possibility of returning.
And the same with her,
Because she walks with the Wind.