Exists Some Beauty....

Exists some beauty in the thought
Of puncture wounds and blood,
Of salty tears of mortal fears,
Of wickedness in floods.

I know it's there but cannot say
Exactly where it lies,
For it rose up past the atmosphere
Now furtive in dark skies.

But specks fell off behind
--Why so little, I do not know--
Much gathered for the shrines
--Why some can’t share, I do not know--

And days in which I feel despair
Creeping upon my mind,
I wish that beauty would’ve left
More of itself behind.

Reviews

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of punctured wounds and blood
i think instead of puncture wounds and blood, that is tense that is happening
andd i have the feeling it already happend, so past tense!

Further i love it
I''m in love with your poem ,
it gives a feeling, a true feeling
and the rythme is great to
keep on writing :)