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We pass each other
we – shadows of unrequited love
with faces covered with sun-dust though night around

how many tears will fall to wash away the traces of the past
from the glass surface of that midnight lake
where we met for the first time –
both in love with the dance of sapphire stars

water in the shoes
slows down our course
how did it happen that yesterday
lingers only in a sound of braided words and in
lacy fog of memories covering our eyes – closed eyes

we pass each other
destined for togetherness
heroes of a tragic story
blind to the world
sick from the passion
as young as dawn
as old as time
ready to leave the rudder
of our life


[Poetry © Malgosia Kobylinski, 2017]

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And purple snow is falling down

on eyelids white and stars insomnia

as in the winter frozen sound

as in the summer rose’ euphoria


dull-faded petals shaped so fine

pressed in a corner of sub-conscience

steps of my words – words intertwined

with dreams I dream in pure distortion


thoughts hurt by hands cold unfamiliar

and still so far we are from sunset

when purple snow is falling down

the fire burns our souls and mindsets


don’t let me hide in winter shade

where ends the end of earth… and hope

cuddle my petals my heart sway

don’t let this passion ever stop…


[poetry © Malgosia Kobylinski, 2017]

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At sea of stars blue souls like boats

born of a sea foam (Aphrodite)

sail on each one dense with fog

rocked by a song charming yet mighty


when heaven plaits the down with earth

and cockpits bow their heads in sunlight

islands of bliss – two hearts one breath

are gaged by force to reunite


under red sky gilt thunder storm

wave battling wave on field of sea

heaven and earth sharing half-half

two lonely moments – doves set free


drop after drop wistful dream

poured over shore with sacred chime

follow oh sailor your heart’s call

it’s time to go back home it’s time …


[poetry © Malgosia Kobylinski, 2015]

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a  m u r m u r

you scrape the eyelids

of my thoughtfulness

like a cat

hungry of a touch

I stroke your wildness

a bit too quick


we murmur in duet


f l o a t i n g   a w a y

you ignite me

trapping on the sky

between heart and lungs

naked moon

seals its mouth

carelessly brushing

the lashes of stars


night grew wings

we – dream on closed eyes


a  c h o i c e

leaves in your poems

like words –

Lady Autumn (she indeed)






nearly naked



now chose – she or I


[poetry © Malgosia Kobylinski, 2015]

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I present the first series of my short poems written this summer under the influence of some interesting events and quite intense emotions…


f r a g i l i t y

inflated like

a bubble

she unbuttoned her shirt

to the core


hope for

‘one can live without love’


time bursts


m i l l i o n a i r e

for three pennies

he bought the sun in my eyes

then sold it

without advertising



(n i g h t) m a r e


visited me

after lunch of emotions

smelling like


and sin

rusty from

acid rain


I ran away

from my own sleep



h a v e n

stand by

pick up – go

leave behind



there is no space

for evil

under the silence


p r a y e r

the silence of prayer beads

spilled over the strings

tense with expectation

for a premature age


when will the smile

bloom again

on the chapel’s roof

like lilacs …


[poetry © Malgosia Kobylinski, 2015]

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I hid from your sight

under the umbrella of roses

you have fallen as rain

into my poems

over my words flowing

in drops of emotion


I am coming to meet you

wet from Love

for I adore the Poetry


[poetry © Malgosia Kobylinski, 2015]


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Imagine dance – we catch the wind

in hands that glow like sunny rays

let down gold hair shake off the dust

that covers feet and trailing ways


imagine that we squint to see

surrender to  the passing moment

and pause to feel the smile and touch

the skin of grass the heart of poet…


imagine awe that changes life

turns every stone into a flower

puts end to fear pain and grief

saves love from hurting longing hour


and then imagine us and roses

turning to sun flushed rosy faces

encrypt in poems summer touches

violets budding through the verses …


[poetry © Malgosia Kobylinski, 2015]

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