Beauty Is Wounded Poem by DM W

Beauty Is Wounded



Beauty is wounded.
She's breaking into pieces.
The butterflies have
Been drained of their bright colours.
Tyrants are sneering
Within this cold kingdom's realms.
For Love is confined
In the darkest of prisons.

Thursday, July 18, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: beauty,social injustice
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