I wish

Ateka Afzali

My world ends at the walls around my house.
I see beyond these borders from the windows.

When I look at the clear blue sky,
The power lines break it into pieces
And draw around the doves of my freedom.

I cannot touch the green trees,
Or sit near the turquoise river.

The river is a hundred kilometers away from me
And I do not hear the waterfall anymore.

Wind hits the glass windows
And I watch it as it steals
White flower petals that are falling on the ground
Dancing.

I wish I were as free
To dance,
To go up with the wind
Or sit on the beautiful girl’s hands and hair.

Read this piece in Persian here.