Written by Chaka PX I see even though I can't listen, Caged in depressed vision, not my wish Let the eyes talk cos its lock of truth, What I see, mute my intelligence, Far the confidence relent not my darling, Eyes to feed yet covered. Face my fears and drown my gears, Look and live... Continue Reading →



Written by Chaka PX High up the mountain of my imagination, Stories are great to listen no hiccup, Died out the lofty fish in crime vest. Let out the cry and wait to look, Nice and easy we fondle the thought, Vow to bow and cry to crown, I enjoy the Paradise of my discussion,... Continue Reading →


Written by Chaka PX Nor by blood or furtune' s blade, The conquer and the vanquish, Its driven in ideas the path yet unrevealed. Not by crown nor by throne length kings or majority. Don't look away its matter of right and wrong, Don't misunderstand the thought holding u up, Grace the possession of filtered... Continue Reading →


Written by Chaka PX Airborne in sane fatigue, The description of noble, Not in blood but in bond, fantasy to the scarecrow, is it really true or my imagination. Least I visit the unknown, dine and climb with my bones intact. The path of misery engrave with wealth of infant speeches, I couldn't agree more... Continue Reading →


Written by Chaka PX They calleth o'er mass, Time to commune with fate, To drive the rolls on call is fattish of believe. So she recite the rosary, countless of titles to save the lead, The prayer of a virgin reed to breed or bleed, Don't take thee for a fool. O' Nun the daughter... Continue Reading →


Written by Chaka PX We stand We laugh We rise We break all odds We stair the wind and drink its flavour. We build a stone wall to defeat them. Together we are the leaders, Don't underestimate the power of togetherness. #topomzblog


Written by Chaka PX He is big enough to wear a skirt, Renown in creed procession, I summon the credibility and will power, He is edgy, drench and perplexed, Short on story, stoned on glory. My opponent my hero, the champion of my existence, My opponent my story forge with sword of glory. Never leave... Continue Reading →


Written by Chaka PX In dept sight driven sound, Let out the point, I can't count, Point my hand into the lead, Push hard strive rough. Moment of passive injury, For champion bleed, Least they don't win over to win. Day by day I walk my mountain, Head over high, the wind in against, Yet... Continue Reading →

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