Monica Morante

Rookie - 380 Points (Jan.22, '96 / Jeddah, Saudi Arabia)

Seeking Illusions - Poem by Monica Morante

Sweat suddenly tripped from my eyes.
My heart, anchored at the ocean of the lost.
Hold on longer, I cannot;
hold on longer, I was forbidden,
because in the first place
you were not of existence -
just a beautiful work of art,
just an intricate piece of woven words.

Day and night, i ask myself: Why
in the more than 7 billion people in this world, why
In the more than 250 thousand words in the English language

Why are you my favorite person
why is 'never' my favorite word?

Topic(s) of this poem: art, love, people

Form: Free Verse

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Comments about Seeking Illusions by Monica Morante

  • Tsion Yehuala (1/25/2016 2:41:00 AM)

    oh i love it so so much... keep up the good work. (Report) Reply

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  • Dr.tony Brahmin (8/30/2015 3:10:00 AM)

    Why are you my favorite person
    why is 'never' my favorite word? soo good. At the end of the poem you come to nearness of the heart to someone, your dear one, i hope your romance. God bless you always dear Poetess
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    Monica Morante (9/1/2015 2:07:00 AM)

    Thank you! ! God bless you too! :)

  • Gajanan Mishra (8/29/2015 10:25:00 AM)

    lovely and sweet, I like it. (Report) Reply

    Monica Morante (8/30/2015 1:52:00 AM)

    Thank you.m :) that was so nice of you. :)

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 29, 2015

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