Benjamin Feliciano

Rookie (January 2,1991 / Oceanside, CA)

Awaiting Execution - Poem by Benjamin Feliciano

Scorned. That ought to be my name.
Constantly and consistently confused,
By the fact that she reels and rejects,
All within the same day.
My eyes burn like the first time I died,
And my hands shake like the second.
I've resisted as long my heart will allow,
But the days of that are fading fast.
The light in your eyes grows dim.
I feel harvested, you took a sickle to my soul,
Then left me bound alone in the empty plains of remorse.
Its like autumn in this love,
And we're losing color and falling.
Divided like a fraction,
Most days we don't even talk.
I haven't felt you close in weeks,
Even though I've kissed your lips.
I only see my love for you,
You're seeing other guys.
There is no time to dance even though the band is playing.
I'm barred by the screams of a past not forgotten,
And the dour days ahead only complicate
The way I feel in the here and now.
I know what I wanted and what I want,
But you're losing sight of what I hoped was important.
So I'm losing sight of you.


Comments about Awaiting Execution by Benjamin Feliciano

  • David Joel Rodriguez (8/24/2010 7:32:00 PM)

    Very much indeed a good piece. Good visualization. (Report)Reply

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  • (7/5/2010 9:52:00 AM)

    You have captured the feelings of despair and how draining love can be in a beautiful and imaginative way, great poem. (Report)Reply

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  • (3/27/2010 12:24:00 PM)

    There are some good lines in this like: “Its like autumn in this love,
    And we're losing color and falling.” I look forward to reading more lines like this from this poet.
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  • (2/21/2010 12:51:00 PM)

    I wish I could write like you. You seem to stick in perfect details everywhere in your poetry. Now as for the message of the poem. Young love is very fickle. Everyone at our age has very short attention spans so you can't really expect much from a girl.

    Well written.
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 20, 2009



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