Again The Way We Were? Poem by Abrar Ajaz Wani

Somehow I want to know,
The path that'd lead me
To you forever.
How mad I'm, I wonder?
I want to walk again over fire
To bid my life for someone
Who ne'er cared about me?
Alas! For you what I doth not?
I hanged myself in vain.
Being ignored by you,
Thou time my heart broke.
Still I want to cry in your grief
In a deep lonely night,
I still want to touch your soul.
What happened to me?
Each passing moment I'm dying.
Colors are turning to oddness
Smell from roses fading away.
Wherever I turn my eyes,
I see your face swaying in air.
Within my wounded heart
I can feel your presence dear.
I want your warmness in my hands
Do am I fortunate, please tell me?
I am holding my life at bay
Only to listen your soft voice,
Which had once mesmerized me
And till now I'm in selflessness.
My existence is becoming smoke.
I'd taken physique of melting snow.
Will we be again the way we were?