Ellie belfiglio

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


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Ellie belfiglio


From inside, gazing at open window

My body like my feeling burns within…

How can I tell

Places, times, passion, tears that I lost?

I can’t never be on those places

Nor can I bring back those times!

Oh, how I feel the passion, once was inside me!

Now, I pray, Yet my soul is lost!

How can I go on another day or night?

While I pray and wish to find what I lost!

How cruel!

Before I burst,

Shall I leave this earth?

How do I know why I am always sad?

How do I know why I hate this world of mine?

I am confused of this strange feeling myself!

Not that I didn’t try to find joy.

Should I try again to learn this trait?

As if my effort comes from an unfounded place.

I burn within, should I throw this world of mine away?? …

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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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