Hi there, l must pull a Nostromo and say: Insufficient Data. 
Good point about poltergeists but bear in mind that ghosts are Jinn, likely the personal Jinn of a deceased person, we are each assigned one personal Jinn from birth which knows us intimately and probably outlives us by centuries (though schizophrenics may gain even more).
Point being: King Solomon (peace be upon him) had Jinn working for him in hated toil. They moved objects for him e.g. fetching the Queen of Sheba’s throne all the way from Yemen in the twinkling of an eye. They also built the Temple for him. The Qur’an 34:12 indicates that the Jinn may have been devils, not the good ones but evil ones, forced to work for King Solomon, l assume because he wore that ring. (Possible inspiration for LOTR?)
So yes, l feel they can move physical things. I’ve seen them a few times e.g. one that looked like a Sumerian household demon, like a vertical dragonfly, approx. the same size of one too, but l only saw it in silhouette, rushing toward me.
Funny thing: We believe schizophrenia is demonic possession. I was once speaking to a schizophrenic guy at a resource centre for people to do their CVs (“resumes” as you’d call them). I chatted to him facing him for about 20-30 minutes then when l got home there was a dark handprint on my neck. My mother saw it and was mortified, so it wasn’t just a subjective matter.
Good job l didn’t invite him into my home as l was thinking. In fact it transpired his parents had kicked him out for attacking them. Maybe he would have put a hand to my neck.
Oh and once l awoke to find a fine pinhead scratch above my kidney, on my back. Nothing could enter my room. There were no sharp objects around. It wasn’t an impact graze, it was a meandering scratch, i.e. a meandering line. I became very ill that weekend and recall looking at myself in the mirror asking myself what has happened. My abdomen became inflamed. Symptoms subsided by Monday and l didn’t report it to doctors.
Other supernatural things had already occurred in that room that l cannot speak of as they happened during sleep / half-sleep.
Actually l can tell you one more thing about that room: As an adolescent l was under a lot of stress and nearly lost my mind, because people at school were saying bad stuff about me because of my low social status (it was a posh school). It culminated in my making very discordant music on my computer, it was a terrifying song that made no sense. A feeling started to build within me that some great evil will be visiting me “soon”. Note that this is a common theme in later horror movies, where an evil force terrorises the victim telling them they’ll strike them soon. I guess they feed off the fear like food.
One week the feeling waxed and one night it crescendoed, when l couldn’t sleep due to fear. That night, l suddenly heard something scratching at my window very loudly. There were no trees anywhere near my window. I was too scared to draw the curtains. I guess l would have lost my mind if l had seen whatever it was.
Later, l noticed there was indeed a crack or something, in the glass pane on that quarter of the window. Unsure when it appeared but l didn’t notice it before that night. True story!