My Childhood Memories

My Childhood Memories

A Poem by Katarzyna Anna Koziorowska




My thoughts are bleeding obediently.
I have a passion that cannot be lost.
I am pained by the fear
that one day I will forget your breath,
as green as young hope.

Do not pretend that your body
is not obeying you.
The light in the emeralds of your eyes
intimidates my prayer.

Since the world stopped playing
with its own silence,
I was reborn in your soothing arms.
I am dying poisoned by your past.
My eternity is ending,
my childhood memories are ending.

Stop feeding me with acid tears,
let's wait for them to mature.
Do not worry about providence,
go away obediently,
find the source of empty unbelief.

Your body hurts you politely,
your soul deprives me
of the sight of life, of paradise,
of God.

Go away by closing the door
to heaven. Pick up the boulder
of clouds that bloomed in your dreams.

Your innocence awoke in
an underestimated era.
Colorless is the epitaph
that adorns your conscience.
I wish I could die on your breath,
but God had a different plan.

I look after the wound
that I had left after I woke up yesterday.

It is not worth singing
when the world is deaf.
It is not worth believing, because
no one knows the name of God.

© 2022 Katarzyna Anna Koziorowska


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Your innocence awoke in
an underestimated era.
Colorless is the epitaph
that adorns your conscience.
I wish I could die on your breath,
but God had a different plan.

I really like this stanza, I can feel this write, it is so emotional.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Fear of memories fading, a wish to hang on, yet it is impossible; a tribute to someone dear, who has vanished, wishing to die on that breath. Your writing is excellent, honest, sad but real.
Best, Betty


Posted 2 Years Ago


Childhood haunts in so many ways. I can't begin to imagine yours. Shadows too deep where even His light is a mere pinpoint... So sad, my friend.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Oh my goodness..your poem is quite powerful and some way upsetting..which is a good thing..because good poetry really needs one to feel..something.
Lisa

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Katarzyna Anna Koziorowska

2 Years Ago

Thank you very much! It's very nice that you like my work. Greetings!

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Added on January 11, 2022
Last Updated on January 11, 2022
Tags: loneliness, life, death, hope, light, soul, emotions, love, fear

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Katarzyna Anna Koziorowska
Katarzyna Anna Koziorowska

Olsztyn, Poland



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Hello! My name is Katarzyna Anna Koziorowska, I live in Olsztyn (Poland). I am thirty-one years old. I am interested in music and literature. ENGLISH IS NOT MY NATIVE LANGUAGE! more..

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