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William Checa Poem
Can eyes truly see and witness the real me that gain fake smiles of lies?
Eyes to behold behind these masks of fantasy to see how cast I am,
far from the sight of reality.
But you only notice me as I walk in illusory
within the blindness of the eyes of reality, a perception that grows within me.
Only eyes of heart can truly see and shatter illusions of me that even a beholder
couldnt feel for a mask he only sees.
I breathe as to conjure up faces of chimera,
persons live in disguise that deludes reality that you saw and mistook as me.
They are Illusion and pretense that grows and roots within your mind that blinds you and
reality.
The ones you deem and think as real that ended and hidden me in the blackness of
loneliness.
Believe not for my life will be sealed in emptiness and lose my trust in me.
Oh! See how Im veiled on the outside wearing someones face but a lonely man waiting
someones touch to be free.
People could not see the real me for I sealed myself to masks and a make believe of me
only to throw the frighteners that scares me.
Feel how I mimic their voices and follow their ways and deceive you and reality.
Im doing these masks of lies to gain the persons that you sought and needed to be.
Like a Shape-shifter that I am that changes form from time to time only to be a man and
true for you.
Concealed being like this that my magics taken its effects in you, illusions you think
as me that entangled your eyes of mind.
See how afraid like a child I am behind the smiles and laughter thats only been shrouded
with pretenses to be strong as you think.
A shivering child that I am is waiting behind the nimbus of lies that I formed as you
see and believe as me.
Do break my mask with kind hands and tear the veins of deceit that wrapped and drained
my soul that made me lose my trust in humanity.
Im waiting inside of me, deep in darkness and shadows for I cannot undo this mask of
lies for Im in its death grip and tainted me.
Copyright © William Checa | Year Posted 2005
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William Checa Poem
Here I am alone again
In the fields of people so new to me
Who they are I don’t know
For their faces are strangers to me
Here I am alone again
Walking in streets where people go by
Where to go I do not know
For I’m walking with nowhere to go
Here I am alone again
In a place where happy people go
Am I happy? I don’t know
For all I see are smiles without faces
Here I am alone again
Watching a place where enjoyment is
Why I’m not there I do know
For I may bring loneliness to them
Here I am alone again
No open doors for you to go in
No reasons that I may give
Loneliness is I for I’m alone
Copyright © William Checa | Year Posted 2005
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William Checa Poem
It was early morn when my arms still around her chest
Couldn’t let go for I know I’ll be gone at eight or less
We sat on a bench I felt her embrace with might
We stayed like this arms in arms talked about days gone right
I’ve asked a porter to take a picture of us
So if grief builds I’ll just look the picture of us
Time is near but she said stay so I stayed for a time
I’ve wished for that moment slowed and time to be mine
But it never did, never was
We were like couples and lovers but never be
We are friends but more than a couple or lovers
We love each other but couldn’t be lovers
For we are best of friends and this is a Goodbye
I look at her thought how to live without her shine
A Tear fell from me she notice and tears filled her too
I wiped her tears and hug her “I’m going” I said
She hug me even tighter “I’ll miss you” she said
With a kiss in the lips, in tears I’ve walked away
I didn’t looked back for my heart wanted to stay
The plane took off and grief of sorrow filled my soul
Though I’ve dried my tears my heart will forever cry
Copyright © William Checa | Year Posted 2005
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William Checa Poem
Dark it was when my eyes fell upon you
For how can I love such temptress like you?
Shadows of you I bear in my heart
And voices of you echoing inside
Get away! Get away!
Oh! How I ran from the gaze of you
Only to find myself knelling to you
To touch, to feel you, the curve, the shape
But I can’t I won’t for sorrows you bring
Get away! Get away!
Break this chain of thorns and let me go
So memories of you be gone in past
For this quite little child is crying
Ensnared in a little trap you called love
Get away! Get away! Shadows of you.
Copyright © William Checa | Year Posted 2005
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