Ellie belfiglio

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

“THE STRANGER IN ME”

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… People say that they all know me!

Friends, families, close or far, in chain or free.

Yet no one goes further deep,

To see what I endure when I weep!

… Within me, thousands upon thousands live…

Each await the grand entrance, can you believe?

But no one has ever met me, it is true!

How sad, but oh, so sad, so blue.

… I have an unwritten novel inside;

Waiting to be written with pride.

There are songs, music, poetry inside me,

Waiting to be begun with glee!

… No one wants to know the truth, I guess!

Their loved ones, strangers in darkness.

Yet they take the chance of losing me.

Not thinking the danger in this tragedy!

… Will someone take the time,

To discover, to read my rhyme?

That deep inside the person they see,

Lies much more deeper than me!! …

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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!"

9 thoughts on ““THE STRANGER IN ME”

  1. This touches me. I also feel this way. That people just want to see what is on the surface. Have a blessed day<3 Isabella

  2. Keep sharing the beauty within you. I love this.

  3. I enjoyed your poem dear friend. We show real face rarely in our life. Sometime we can lose.

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