Poem: Something More Than Ever

Something More Than Ever

Behind the scenes,
An offer still stands.

Beyond the clouds,
Memories of your love
Surrounds
This battered soul.

I could not 
Have known
The most beautiful glow
Of your kindness to me,
Unless,
This charm wore thin.

Yes,
I had fallen
Helpless.
Hopeless.

Swallowed my pride
And attempted 
To do without.

But you helped pull me
Through it all,
Made me stronger
And did away with
All my despair.

Now,
I am standing in the rain,
Waiting for you
To be near.

Drowning in anticipation
Of every moment,
That I can be in your arms,
Loving you 
As you love me.

I had nothing more to give
But you gave me more
Than I could ever dream.

I know now, 
That my life will never be the same.

I love you,
With all my heart
And yet, what more can I say?

What more can I do?

I pray I never lose you to another.

I hope to kiss you and celebrate 
The miracles we share,
Standing together.
On this day,
At this moment
Existing in our difference.

Let the whirlwind of your love,
Cover me body and soul.

I have nothing left to say,
Without anything less to hold.

My world has been restored,
By everything you have done for me.

Now, I stare into your face of beauty
Knowing that
From this time forth,
Even forever more,
My heart belongs to you.

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©2011 Torrence King. All rights reserved.

Poem: NOTHING MORE TO GIVE

NOTHING MORE TO GIVE
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Beneath the cold wind,
I have poured myself out.

Once, bottled up,
This feeling I held,
I expressed it
In a manner of false starts.

I know deep inside, how I long for you
But it is not meant to be.

Never have it ever been for me.
Never will it ever be for me.

All these years gone by,
I was so sure I knew.

But I was wrong at every turn,
Going against the flow of traffic,
Speeding into despair.

Is there no love left to believe in?

Is it unattainable?
A dream that is only a reality for some?

I have come to believe that it is real,
For I have felt its warmth,
But my life will not permit it.

I pray and can sense its presence
But it refuses to shine
On the path
Set before me.

What I see farther up the road
Is an open door.
I sit and stare.
Pondering its symbolic meaning.
Then, I realize the key I hold
Await my actions hereafter.

Do I lock away my feelings forever?
Do I chain my love like a prisoner?
The answer is quite obvious.

I have tried to win this battle,
The casualties, however, are more than I can bear.

There is nothing more for me to give here.

Everyone I’ve known has left my side
And alone I stand against the coming tide.

All this love,
All this passion,
Will never be a part of another.

The man that I am,
The soul that strives to live,
The strength that inhabits within
Will not be broken again.

This night, I have found a peace of mind,
An understanding to the why
And the reason.

Honesty is overwhelming,
Revelations a burden.

Too much of a story told,
Better left unsaid.

It cuts too deep
And awakens whatever feelings of regret.

A thousand turns and the final unmasking
Eventually leads to my fears being realized.

Now,
I have had enough.

So much so, that I will force myself to move forward,
Not to think of what could have been.

There is nothing left to lose,
There is nothing left to feel.

The end within a twist,
And a shaking of my fate.

You win,
O Gods of Solitude,
Ye ghosts that haunt ever fiber of my being.
I surrender to every realization
My eyes refused to see.

To the bitter end,
I go grudgingly,
A prelude to feeling numb,
Until the valley calls me onward
To a place where I find rest,
Where hope springs eternal,
And love is always there.

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©2011 Torrence King. All rights reserved. From the poetry-art collection “Satellites and Exits”

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Poem: At The End of The Day

AT THE END OF THE DAY Today, And here after My thoughts Fall on deaf ears. Can I be what I make this life? On the run, During this time With the sun Above my head. Nothing left to lose, Before this day is through. It's too late The day is almost gone. No hour can explain, How it moves so fast. Within a minute, You won't give the time. Within a second, You will shut me down. The night has risen And I'm all alone. Waiting for tomorrow,

If it ever comes.

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(c)1996 Torrence J. King. All Rights Reserved. Originally published in "Satellites and Exits Volume 1" 2006 (Exit Press Publications)