Your Prophetic Dreams

Your Prophetic Dreams

A Poem by Katarzyna Anna Koziorowska

I don't love your prophetic dreams
still wandering around.
I do not follow silence
that resembles the first
summer snow.

I'm here to know the truth
about your beautiful mind.
I am here to give a body
to found words.

When you raise me from ashes
of conscience, when you take
my firstborn shadow in your arms,
let the happiness strip naked,
experience the soothing taste of air.

Show me the light that will bear
starry tears on the black body
of the night.

© 2022 Katarzyna Anna Koziorowska

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Added on June 20, 2022
Last Updated on June 20, 2022
Tags: loneliness, life, soul, death, hope, light, emotions, love, fear, pain


Katarzyna Anna Koziorowska
Katarzyna Anna Koziorowska

Olsztyn, Poland

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..