Ellie belfiglio

When I hear this sound that awakens me, intimidating its way into my cloistered night, I write…

“AGONY”

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Pain is my fellow dreamer-

In the world of agony and gleam er.

Tears are my living water-

With all the mess in clutter.

Heart breaking is my everyday task-

Among people who all wear mask.

Disappointment Is something I know well-

In the jungle of creatures in my cell.

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Betrayal! What can I say?

It always covers my sun ray.

Tolerance is not today’s culture;

My being begs for some rapture.

Rambling goes on everywhere.

I am losing hope for my share.

Agony is the story of my life.

How can I fight something rife???

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[ Ellie ]

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Author: elliebelfiglio

I am a professor, a poet, an author, and an immigrant. I am the survival of many political and economical hardship. As a political immigrant, it took me a long time to master the English language and to come to terms that I can never see my family again. "THE PARTING FROM MY FAMILY WAS THE BEGINNING OF A FRIENDSHIP THAN THE END OF OUR FRIDAYS!" My autobiography, "THE RAIN STOPS IN TEXAS" was published in 1997 by Eakin Press. It can be found in Amazon. As Ernest Hemingway says, write about something you know, most of my novels are about cultural difference of the old and new and American style of living compare to my home country. My poetry are in all forms. I write as they come to me. My first draft is always my last draft. "THIS IS MY WORLD, WELCOME!" "THANK YOU FOR BEING HERE!"

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