Oculus

[Tiger the Lion]

Hello, and welcome. Interesting read. I'll make some minor notes below.

How can beauty reside inside nothing ?
A plane of naught
Web me in , intertwined I find I'm caught I like "web" as a verb. Nice.
Souls peers through the clearest of lenses"Souls peer" or "Soul's
peers" - pick one.

Yet your window is empty

Emerald sprawled iris ricochets both the sun and moon Starting here the lack of punctuation really affects the poem.
And like a shark smells blood dilation follows through.
A bitter sweet view of empty allure

I ask one day will something look through the most well crafted of glassI think you could say this with half the words.
Fulfill your beauty through time ?
Or is there a void behind the glass
An empty hole inside?

I think you have some ideas here. I would start with punctuation. It is difficult to read without it, and it doesn't need to be. - Paul