Ellie belfiglio

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



cropped-cropped-dekho_na_by_heavens_drive… I look beneath your disguise!

I see deep within your eyes.

A web of lies which you have spun;

But you are not the only one;

For I too, wear a mask;

And try desperately to cover my past…

… We are so lame;

And yet so much the same.

I’m tired of playing life’s sick, twisted game.


I want you to see me;

For I’ve become blind.

Touch my heart!

Clear my mind.

Free my soul;

For all are tied,

With unseen ropes that bind!! …





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!"

2 thoughts on ““ROPESS THAT BIND”

  1. I enjoy your beautiful poetry Ellibelfiglio, there is always a story or an emotion that stirs the readers imagination.
    Kind regards.

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