[elmiira]: 502.My poems.I never wanted

I never wanted

I never wanted to
run
    play 
         laugh
The grey corner of schoolyard
   was my empire:
       dead bushes made borders,
  ants were my citicens.

I never wanted to
smile
      dance
           wander
One old wardrobe at home,
  there inside my hide-away.
  I smelt the dust
and memories.

I never wanted to
feel 
    search
          love
My bedsit in the third floor;
   from there I feared
      birds
    behind the window.

It was some grey day,
 when you passed my window.
 
Now my love is
my weep
      my sorrow
            my lamentation

Tears on the windowglass,
   on them
       a flock of thousand swans
  fly south.