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    My Thoughts (selected poems 2)
    My Thoughts (selected poems 3)
    My Thoughts (selected poems 1)
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    My Thoughts, a collection of poetry Series

    By Saint Virgin Peter

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    About this series

    Come see the light in my eyes. The world leaves me behind. Day by day. Days of yesterday ended fast. Dreams that die so slow. Fallen to mercy. I sit alone in a room of my own. I walk and i see. Inside the womb. Lost in time. Making clothes for hungry souls. My hands hold the flesh of my soul. My love, sacrifice yourself again. See feel, taste and take. Take me again. The sadness in my heart. The early day drags through mid day. The hands that pray. The flesh that's dead. The pounding

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherSaint Virgin Peter
    Release dateJun 1, 2014
    My Thoughts (selected poems 2)
    My Thoughts (selected poems 3)
    My Thoughts (selected poems 1)

    Titles in the series (5)

    • My Thoughts (selected poems 1)
      My Thoughts (selected poems 1)

      My Thoughts (selected poems 1)

      Saint Virgin Peter
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      Always near. Art stands cold. Beautiful sound. Bleeding eyes of yesterdays dreams. Blinded people. Burn your time. Burning flesh, burning hair. Control the pain. Cries burn the skull. Crippled bodies walk in pain. Dying slow. Etch your name on my flesh. I can feel your screaming pain. I want to see. In your eyes i savor the thirst.

      Always near. Art stands cold. Beautiful sound. Bleeding eyes of yesterdays dreams. Blinded people. Burn your time. Burning flesh, burning hair. Control the pain. Cries burn the skull. Crippled bodies walk in pain. Dying slow. Etch your name on my flesh. I can feel your screaming pain. I want to see. In your eyes i savor the thirst.

    • My Thoughts (selected poems 2)
      My Thoughts (selected poems 2)

      My Thoughts (selected poems 2)

      Saint Virgin Peter
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      A mile comes quick. A soul that's cold. Bury me in skin. Cold hands. Death comes, frightened souls. Grow the pain. He stands alone lost and cold. Memories fade. Murdered people left to bleed. My slow burning death remains. Rapture of the veins. Raw meat. Religions preach of their righteous believes. Screaming pain of burning shame. Sickness comes to take the pain. Sons and children cry in pain. Sum the children. Summer death in winter graves. The brush in my hand. The rain that falls.

      A mile comes quick. A soul that's cold. Bury me in skin. Cold hands. Death comes, frightened souls. Grow the pain. He stands alone lost and cold. Memories fade. Murdered people left to bleed. My slow burning death remains. Rapture of the veins. Raw meat. Religions preach of their righteous believes. Screaming pain of burning shame. Sickness comes to take the pain. Sons and children cry in pain. Sum the children. Summer death in winter graves. The brush in my hand. The rain that falls.

    • My Thoughts (selected poems 3)
      My Thoughts (selected poems 3)

      My Thoughts (selected poems 3)

      Saint Virgin Peter
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      Another day in this time today. Come see me bleed. Cry the wind in winter sins. Dark blue skies. Days come and go. Falling down a crowded world. It's morning once again. Let me be your sun. Morning falls once again. My blood will burn,. My face. Open books to see my pain. Reality killed the one that is real. Rip my flesh. Sad and sadder still we get. Seven sick and lonely days. Sick for love. Silver angels dance in circles. Simple little toys. Sky grows cold.

      Another day in this time today. Come see me bleed. Cry the wind in winter sins. Dark blue skies. Days come and go. Falling down a crowded world. It's morning once again. Let me be your sun. Morning falls once again. My blood will burn,. My face. Open books to see my pain. Reality killed the one that is real. Rip my flesh. Sad and sadder still we get. Seven sick and lonely days. Sick for love. Silver angels dance in circles. Simple little toys. Sky grows cold.

    • My Thoughts (selected poems 4)
      My Thoughts (selected poems 4)

      My Thoughts (selected poems 4)

      Saint Virgin Peter
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      Against Me, Cryptic Dreams, Darkest Day, Emptiness Comes, Fall Again, Fear Of Rejection, Forget Your Worries, I Can See, I Can Feel, I Run And I Hide, I Want To Die, If You Fall Get Up Again, I'm So Alone, I'm So Cold, Inside The Flesh, Lost In Lust, Morning Light, My Fingertips Burn In Me, My Grave, My Friends, My Limbs Grow The Branches, Paint My Flesh, Naked Flesh Of Shame, Picture Me In Blood And Pain To Fill Your Heart

      Against Me, Cryptic Dreams, Darkest Day, Emptiness Comes, Fall Again, Fear Of Rejection, Forget Your Worries, I Can See, I Can Feel, I Run And I Hide, I Want To Die, If You Fall Get Up Again, I'm So Alone, I'm So Cold, Inside The Flesh, Lost In Lust, Morning Light, My Fingertips Burn In Me, My Grave, My Friends, My Limbs Grow The Branches, Paint My Flesh, Naked Flesh Of Shame, Picture Me In Blood And Pain To Fill Your Heart

    • My Thoughts (selected poems 5)
      My Thoughts (selected poems 5)

      My Thoughts (selected poems 5)

      Saint Virgin Peter
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      Come see the light in my eyes. The world leaves me behind. Day by day. Days of yesterday ended fast. Dreams that die so slow. Fallen to mercy. I sit alone in a room of my own. I walk and i see. Inside the womb. Lost in time. Making clothes for hungry souls. My hands hold the flesh of my soul. My love, sacrifice yourself again. See feel, taste and take. Take me again. The sadness in my heart. The early day drags through mid day. The hands that pray. The flesh that's dead. The pounding

      Come see the light in my eyes. The world leaves me behind. Day by day. Days of yesterday ended fast. Dreams that die so slow. Fallen to mercy. I sit alone in a room of my own. I walk and i see. Inside the womb. Lost in time. Making clothes for hungry souls. My hands hold the flesh of my soul. My love, sacrifice yourself again. See feel, taste and take. Take me again. The sadness in my heart. The early day drags through mid day. The hands that pray. The flesh that's dead. The pounding

    Author

    Saint Virgin Peter

    I write poetry creating situations and breaking the passivity of the reader. I want to amplify the astonishment of the reader by writing compositions of settings that generate dark poetic images that leave traces and balances on the edge of recognition and alienation.My poetry appears as dark dreamlike images in which fiction and reality meet, well-known tropes merge, meanings shift, past and present fuse. Time and memory always play a key role. By putting the reader on the wrong track, I try to create poetry in which the actual event still has to take place or just has ended: moments evocative of atmosphere and suspense that are not part of a narrative thread. The drama unfolds elsewhere while the build-up of tension is frozen to become the memory of an event that will never take place.My poetry is based on inspiring situations: feeling that reflect a sensation of indisputability and serene contemplation, combined with subtle details of odd or eccentric, humoristic elements. By applying a poetic and often metaphorical language, I wants the reader to become part of the poem as a kind of added component. Poetry is entertainment: to be able to feel and interact with the poem is important.My poetry is given improper functions: significations are inversed and meanings merge. Words are dissociated from their original meaning, by which the system in which they normally function is exposed. Initially unambiguous meanings are shattered and disseminate endlessly.

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