Katarzyna Anna Koziorowska : Writing

In Your Mirror

In Your Mirror

A Poem by Katarzyna Anna Koziorowsk..


The kisses you leave on my cold empty skin are mint. The sky at our feet is raspberry, the senses do not want to lose a single momen..
A Prologue

A Prologue

A Poem by Katarzyna Anna Koziorowsk..


I plunge into breaths of unwanted hearts. I lend jagged pieces of words to desolate imaginations. Since you entered my age, since y..
A Wild Tear Dances

A Wild Tear Dances

A Poem by Katarzyna Anna Koziorowsk..


I didn't want to dream despite my feelings, I didn't want to dream despite silence that looks bad with a delayed smile. Clouds bloo..
A Symbol of the Passing Soul

A Symbol of the Passing Soul

A Poem by Katarzyna Anna Koziorowsk..


I am troubled by your lost night, stripped naked of remnants of stars. I am teased by happiness for which I paid with black and white t..
Against the Tide

Against the Tide

A Poem by Katarzyna Anna Koziorowsk..


I stand on this edge of an indifferent lie, looking for silence that would make me scream. Dreams, fed by hunger, continue to figh..
One More Second

One More Second

A Poem by Katarzyna Anna Koziorowsk..


I see no tears on your conscience. I give in to thoughts that bring your scent. I want to hear your fear again, your confession. Th..
A Solemn Source of Oblivion

A Solemn Source of Oblivion

A Poem by Katarzyna Anna Koziorowsk..


I am not afraid of your light, I am not afraid of your death. I am still running away from what has been named too quickly, devoid ..
The Hands of a New God

The Hands of a New God

A Poem by Katarzyna Anna Koziorowsk..


I was born in the midst of dead dreams. I woke up in the hands of a new God. Just around the corner is your guardian angel who forgot..
The Burning Cities

The Burning Cities

A Poem by Katarzyna Anna Koziorowsk..


I ran out of spite to burning cities,tired of war orders.I wanted to catch up with the past,but the future took over all my fear.Unnecessary remorse w..
Feel the Light

Feel the Light

A Poem by Katarzyna Anna Koziorowsk..


I can't feel the lightwaiting for me in your hands.I do not see the shadowsthat soothe woundsinflicted by tears.Your eyes are more beautifulthan dying..