Romeo Della Valle
Born in a beautiful island named Quisqueya or Hispaniola and from Italian and Spanish parents and coming to America very young with a goal, mainly, to succeed in life and be happy. I have worked very hard and gone to school to better myself...Fully aware of who I am, finished school and still working very hard. I have gone out of my way to make other people happy, however, I haven't be so lucky to find somebody to accept the way I am....just a human being-not perfect-but a caring human with feelings and love to share....As a citizen of the world, there is not race, color, or religious beliefs that would stop me from searching for happiness....I love and write for the sake of my soul...I ... more »
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Romeo Della Valle Poems
After traveling the universe, I decided to travel my own earth, Carrying in my luggage Only my mind and heart...
In Pursuit Of Happiness
In the pursuit of happiness, .. I have crossed many bridges… Climbed many mountains & traveled many roads;
A Broken Heart
Where the ends of life meet A boundary is broken Overstepped and outreached When another creed has spoken...
A BOHEMIAN NIGHT LIFE
Sitting quietly at a table in a corner bar With his pride tarnished and a heart broken, His mind seems to be gone away very far But he is ready to release his words unspoken...
A LOVE'S GAME
Once you were the moon And I was the sun, I was a gardener And you a beautiful rose...
A Cry Out
Oh! Heart of mine! That has been broken In so many pieces and many times… Here I am, wondering
A Carbon Copy
Rubbish, written rubbish I can't show it to anyone I know They'll get the wrong idea, They'll think I am fatalistic,
And A Falling Star
And a falling star Will relieve you From the shadowless and sorrowful Solitude of marble....
A HEART AND A QUESTION!
Why did you trespass The boundaries set by my heart? You became an intruder, Like a burglar at midnight
A Dare Mind Escape
Whenever I feel very low, Tired and rushing against the crowd In this big jungle of concrete, steel And glass called: New York City,
A Queen Was Born
The day you were born, The morning was blessed With a golden sunshine... The birds sang joyfully
A NEW LIFE
In the circumference of my life, Mother nature's laws I can't defy... I must move forward to a new level Without becoming a fool or a rebel...
Silent, dark and cold I am To the outside that knows not The glow within my shell Trembling with a secret
Feeling Small Sometimes
When home is no longer there And there's no place To spend the holidays, Except where you are
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After traveling the universe,
I decided to travel my own earth,
Carrying in my luggage
Only my mind and heart...
In my way to Egypt,
I stopped in Jerusalem
Kneeling down and kissing
The Holy Land...
I kept going, landing on top of a pyramid
Finding myself praying to the Lord...
In minutes I was in Mecca,
Searching for the prophet Mohamed....
I saw the green pasture of Ireland
Trying to find Rachel Ann Butler
And give to her my love
Along with a red rose...
I went across to the United Kingdom
To meet Sir John Knight