Prow Look

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Her gleam prow out of her visage,
And her breath made a distinct thrum,
The opulence of her gilded sheen,
Made him appalled,
And enraged in unified hum.

For she consumed his senses,
Yet she was like vapor,
Filled with fragrance,
Displaying magical ardor,
But far from the view of his lenses.

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

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21 thoughts on “Prow Look”

  1. Beautiful! I was never a huge fan of poetry, so I don’t always appreciate it. But I am learning by reading your writings. Thank you for sharing.

  2. Shantanu – When I read this poem I was sitting watching rain mist. That experience helped me visualize this poem in a unique way and enhanced my reading of it. Such an elegantly written description. -Jill

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