Leon Basin's Documents


  • As I Write

    As I Write As I write this thing, I scribble from darkness into light Classical symphonies establish themselves as extravagant voices of mellow streets of life Enchanted beams bring peace into my world Few things seen but many things unheard Voice of all things are experiences and understood through a 15 min composition Of life force This feeling extends to be something more than everything described in words As these things shatter lights of moments and rewind life forces of the dying Thief’s b

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  • Untitled Gestures

    Focus on elevating hand gestures of the mind Programming the visions to see into time Blackness with red, spread throughout the enemy lines As a progressive technique to escape through exit doors Nobility to speak, as earning breaths of life comes through white noises hall Escapades of darkness creeps through the core Penitence leniency of all thus feelings Thy nature taken by the clones of visions Who incisions their minds to believe in relapses Of dreamless sleep Like fairy tales told through

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  • Presentation on the World Water Crisis!

    A Presentation on the World Water Crisis.

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  • Struggling

    Struggling Struggling to masturbate the mind on the focus of angelic fortunes Purity is distinguished in developed oceans So what is one to do, but fly out of my way into a union with self Reality is something that grasps my attention Thoughts spoil over, nonstop as an exercise sensation Confused and torn up from all the empty calories of thinking Not hoping nor praying, but just believing In something more, than what is meant to be around me It’s my surroundings that take the confusion to fight

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  • Vertebrae Similes

    Complicated consistency vertebrae similes Beat of the century, European congregated limitless blows To the dome from the top of my voiceless cordless phone What are the magical beings surrounding me Looking at me, as I am one of them and then a heated debate erupts through silence of not hearing a Beatless tone My abbreviation to communicate in tongues emerges and then sucks the vain of my egotistical tendencies out of me Releasing me to the inner knowledge of self Procreating life forms through

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  • Writin' Itch

    Writin’ Itch Weird scenarios eloped to exist in the giant spider webs of speakable events unseen or heard Realized to exist in nothing more but an imaginary time, so words of this speakable nature exists These words are so consistent they are speakable to your soldier’s confederate flag of mystics What’s he speaking of when these speakable words of poetry is congruent to geometric symmetry of peace Then nature will erode with words of not existing in these speakable words of freedom What’s he s

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  • Peaceful and Gentle

    Peaceful and Gentle The defining moments of something peaceful and gentle, Purity untouched is always benevolent Poetry is speakable in tongues is beneficial to the one, who hears his or her tongue Languages break down barriers of untapped floetry Connection between the two is always poetry, so always realize this is an illusion As something stands between the one sharing moment in despair Of glowing upon the face of the dreaming voices hearing songs As beauty encompasses into the hearts of the

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  • Love Chess Games

    Love Chess Games Yes, here I am and here you are…here we go…listen..Just listen I want you to listen for 1 min. just listen. Glory name, is love the same, When one is to blame for all the games, How pretty is your name, when not spoken But reacted and acted upon, Through mirrors of emotions, My devotions speak through journey, It’s my own convulsions, I need to go through, In order to release my pain through poetry, My emotions are glorious as they are speaking to you through these beautiful wo

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  • Sprinkles to Re-Awake

    Sprinkles to Re-Awake Some sprinkles in the rain, to re-awake my nostrils from the smelly bee A few steps for the ones who feel it and a few steps for the ones who hear it Rain gazes up on me, what beauty is in the name of it When true cleanliness is something so beautiful Purity is something I strive to be, so nothing can stick on me Laughter from the kids around me, oh, how delightful What an enjoyable sight, what a beautiful time of the year I think its winter, how marvelous to see the hugs a

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  • Don't Cry For Me

    Don’t Cry For Me Do not cry for me, cry for the devil in the mirror, you see This pain of grieve is not yours to keep, don’t hold onto memories of pain nor grieve Loosen up your body and your mind, let laughter, smiles and my gentle eyes, Caress your soul, caress your heart, caress your fingertips around my eyes, Let them stare into your eyes, while standing on the edge of a Hawaiian Maui Earthquake Let us re-connect our senses once again; they will be molded into a union Of forward motion symm

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