Written by Chaka Px

Breath away, I smell your intuition,

But you are far away,

I held you so close

But you are far away,

How can I reach you,

when you are far away,

Our hearts don’t beat the same

Our words don’t have meaning

We are all far away.






Written by Chaka PX

Delusional and unprotected,

i run with thoughts and ideas,

craving the idea of once imaginations

My mad mind kills without weapons.

my world my problem,

build without structures.

Am the king, am the subject

Reign on Me.

my mad mind

crazy and milanchuly for the tear down

madly my mind teach

driving on a stony road,

to make imperfections reliable.

My mad mind unpredicted

slowly depicting

motions into waiting,

Don’t trace my mad mind.







Written by Chaka Px

Covered in treacherous nastiness

of the world beyond.

We were bound by words and fear,

that the wind became very hustile

and our feet our own enemy.

Suddenly the birds became our voice

the air gave our tommy to eat.
Our captor, Darkness has surrendered.

We bathed in day light

to reveal our agony.

Who do we tell of the truth,

the scriptures to the young and

a Brain tumor to the old.

nothing can compare.

Freedom a Gift.





Written by Chaka PX

World around, Fancy movement,

I desire the wold in close doors,

Craving the fantasy of illusions,

site seeing, many to touch.

Where is the Fun?

My views she’s funny,

My companion, My everything.

Vision to see around, no Motion.

World on tour, face encore

No places untouched.

Oh! its Touch Down.

Welcome to my world






Written by Pino-x

Sweet Sweet, Sweet Sweet,

Like jelly jello,

words taste like wild honey,

oh its true, not a doubt.

sends forth to convience

looks beyond ordinary.

I almost lost it, I robotized

without control, focus on

points of no return.

well spoken with vigour

drained the passion of liquor,

Acted on believe of the light.

Who knows what truth is?

I am Brainwashed.

Please don’t judge me.




fear Do not be Afraid.

Written by Pino-x

How curious is the mind of the intellectual?

They say the desire to learn, is the ability to grow. But the burning questions one keep asking are beyond our vocal intelligence.

“Goodnight” i said to them all, although it was in me to sleep early, but i went to bed.

i made sure i was in the spare room alone, my mind was full of uneasy questions, i yearn to be answered. Most times i think myself a fool to ask such, but that wouldn’t stop the curiosity.

In my mind there is an imaginary friend, which communicate me, and actually keeps me company, most of my anxiety, come to normalizes when we interact, i guess i am my own self.

the transcendence of my mind into itself, gave me another meaning to life, the moment i kept quiet to my friend, i was no where to be found, all i could see was darkness, absolute darkness.

“Mr Rabbit” i called for my friend but heard my words echo back to me, then i no, i am in another place.

My mind was in a place but my feet was moving, i had no idea where i was going since no direction, i kept at it until

“Sam, Wake up, it morning” my brother woke me up.