My Prophetic Spectacle
written by: Katarzyna Koziorowska
The silence that returns
in the most exquisite illusions
is sometimes cursed.
Life, unsuited to eternity,
is too distant to recognize
the way back
to long-winded words.
Loneliness, born of a capricious cry
for more, cherishes this night,
kisses the half-closed eyelid
of the moon.
My prophetic spectacle
manifests itself to the birds
that fear the sky.
I find within myself
that damned renunciation of life,
a lonely tear
I accidentally borrowed
from someone.
My heart, abandoned on the path
to hell, is only an unfinished piece
of a smile,
a monotonous line
to which a lost dream
is worth assigning.
My name is Katarzyna Anna Koziorowska, I was born on September 21, 1990 in Olsztyn (where I also currently live). I am mainly interested in music (all kinds of rock and metal), which gives me inspiration to write. I have published several poetry books. I love being alone and immersing myself in dreams. I am slightly self-centered, but at the same time very shy. I don't like being around crowds.
Latest posts by Katarzyna Koziorowska (see all)
- Ceglany Mur - October 1, 2024
- My Prophetic Spectacle - July 18, 2024
- Nie Jestem Człowiekiem - April 28, 2024
