Ellie belfiglio

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


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… The pain that is stabbing at my heart,

Is a mountain whose core is exploding;

And an ocean wishing to drown me,

It’s the end of the world for my being…

… My partner in life, my compassion, best friend,

The sole purpose of my being.

I held him dying in my arms,

While whispered farewell to his leaving.


… Where did he go? What did he do?

Why am I not with him?

It’s the end of our road.

Faith had decided to part us.

It was time that I learned-

What real living meant.

With its pain and and sorrow and parting-

Maybe someday, as I follow my way;

There is a soul that is close to drowning.

I will held out my head,

For I understand-

The power that hides in hurting!! …





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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