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 blare their light beams through energy contact of all things dark

But bring themselves back through realization that they want to do better for themselves

It’s an extract of something that brings depth to the deathless and life to the living

An organism surrounding it’s self because it does not care to live

But once this organism reaches its unknown destination it fights back

It fights for its life to re-connect and extend the beaming light of light

In order to relive the worrisome nights where this organism sat and hoped for something more

The tone is consistent the note is perfect a simple simplicity of perfections united to give this a meaning

Perhaps these words do not mean much to 99.9% of individuals

You cannot deny the fact that .01% might gather steam to never stop trying

As it is a progressive flow of life

It helps heal the wicked and help the darkness connect with light in order to balance the order of animal kingdom

It does not force itself to understand all, but it does not mind hearing some more

Even with a simple observation, one can grasp the concepts of this equation

As it goes back to the mathematical formulas that construct this universe

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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 mouths of the voiceless

Behind the caskets screen lit computer files extract your eyelids

Scifi visionary poet of sceneries

Stanzas liquid form, spread throughout the school halls

The radio blares emotional tombs

Laying down the specific equations to quantum leap into space

As we are a returning vet

That remembers the badge of honor that he earned through memory erasers

Of tying up the knot as an eagle scout from the dangers

So relax, breath, and stare over there…

Leon Basin

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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 me
I speak in words everyone should understand
I ask for help, but some do not notice my dismay
I continue writing as it is a therapy I chose to focus on
Hoping others read it and takes notice on
I will continue writing and will continue speaking in coded messages
As I can read them later on and know
I came from that area of self
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Leon Basin

Mastery in Between Freestyle

Change It Up A Little Bit

Perpendicular Baby

Say What Freestyle

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 words of poetry, is not limited to this reality

I beam through emotions as if I was an Olympian God who composed and directed warriors of multi dimensions

To fight an inner battle with surrounding selfs,as then to jokingly free the starving from poverty

Deathless destruction of illusions is not new to me, seeing the hungry go even hungrier is brutality of the mind

Killing me one single beat at a time

My heart skips faster than the speed of light

It’s something in me that continues pushing the boundaries of my escapades

To help paint pictures and express words of simplicity

So more people tune into my channel

So the understanding of everything becomes one single note of purity

This reality is as promising as your love to your unborn

Relax the mind from complicated issues

And continue painting pictures with a stroke of beauty and compassion

Leon Basin

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Recording on Saturday Afternoon

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 saying when he doesn’t realize the format of something unspeakable but speakable in tongues

Like a church bell rung up in the hut of witchcraft black magic potions

It is their devotion to prevent you from becoming a king of the jungle its speakable consistency of their eyes of Horus

His speakable elements are weirding me out and I am freaking out

Don’t worry even you can speak them out

So chill and take a pill and let them out

Speak them out

They are speakable in thought form not seen or heard

Just realize when you chill and form your are benefited torn from your shirtless scorn

Life Form Through Words

Intro: The piano extravaganza. Here we go. Here we go.

Verse 1

Flowing through emotions of verbs,

these words are nothing but sporadic animalistic flows

Electricity flowing out of me, like symphony,

A gentle and clean sporadic symmetry

Words of the gifted, life of the ancients, purity of the grieving

But all these feelings liquidate its stance of greatness

I’m on the microphone as I have my own agenda,

but its therapy so I do remember

I speak in tongues at times;

This beat makes me re align my words in order to produce the fire

That burns underneath the mystical potion of satire

It produced melancholy propaganda so everyone remembers I stay golden brown

In order to make everyone understand that I am the lyrical beast that stays neat

With these bars that cripple the cranium of bravery scars,

Its all under the satellite moon

That propagates everyone to turn another cheek

But everyone’s missing the omitting link

So these words are hopefully going to  reunite your understanding to something greater

Then yourselves

Let’s remember that we are dying because of our ignorance

The exit to the other dimensions looks something like the ancients

The Egyptians understood the geometric mathematical equations

But that isn’t without all types of violence

That occurred throughout their jungle

Whose going to rise above the glory of their label and take a stand for something that they believe in

Being afraid is half of the battle, but once you recognize it as such

Deep feelings of relief occur inside your heart

And thus enables you to come out of the hiding

And stand for what you believe in

Chorus

Just remember it’s inside you all inside you

Just remember it’s inside you all inside you

Just remember it’s inside you all inside you

Wake up, wake up

You are not dreaming

So wake up!

Verse 2 

As the beat continues to rise above the head of clones

Words penetrate and decorate your brains anomalies

As the only things you see from the corner of your eyes

However, don’t you realize there is something hiding behind those eyes?

Perhaps an underlining tone of truth,

so something that helps you understand yourself

Is definitely something one should recognize and not deny?

I know its not easy, and I know the environment programs you to believe of this illusion

But it only hurts you in conclusion

The fight is not a real right

Its as fake as all the entertainment around this society

And that’s alright

As it might not damage you at this moment in time

It will when you dream the biggest dreams of your life

Come out of the hiding and realize you are not alone

Not everyone is a drone

There are good people all around you and want to connect with you at this time

Relax your mind, your body and feel the sensation of the breath as you inhale and release

And imagine the sensation down upon your spine then move it up into all parts of your body

And hold and hold and then release, release and relax and know you are not alone

Chorus

Just remember it’s inside you all inside you

Just remember it’s inside you all inside you

Just remember it’s inside you all inside you

Wake up, wake up

You are not dreaming

So wake up!

Rough Freestyle 2

Rough Freestyle 2 by Leonid Basin

Rough Freesyle 1

Rough Freesyle 1 by Leonid Basin

Digesting Current Events Through Similes, Metaphors and the Abstract

Scribbled Voices by Leon Basin

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 one

Who needs to hear it one last time, before he or she is put to rest

And moved up or down below the underground of tomorrows busy bodies

All these things could be a confusing memory relapse

Or simply words of enchanted moments of understanding the reason for your reasoning

Still a confused face of unknown, so let me speak to you alone.

Listen and hear yourself plea

Look inside the face and then do not escape your grace

This music is supposed to touch your gaze and change your ways

So nothing, extreme of negativity destroys your face

Relax and glide into the moments of joy and peace

Tranquility is something you supposed to feel

Without much complexity as this is once again purity for the one

That simply lays down to sleep and dreams big dreams

Sweet dreams…

So kindness beams into your moving heart.

Leon Basin

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Purity of Holy Water

Purity of Holy Water by Leonid Basin

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.

Here we go….yes, yes…yess

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 words of honor,
Compassion and forgiving myself first,
And then perhaps you,
It’s my own progressive moments of glory,
To raise my hands up above my head,
And speak, in words that only you can understand,
As these words are written for you in hot steamy arrow of rainbow rays,
And then re-connected to descramble into ocean of waves,
Then re-posted into icicles form of visionary imagery,
So one can stare at them,
Without feeling a mystery,
As these words are true,
like these feelings that ring from my heart rang through your telephone wire of musical notes of bringing you white light through, when darkness was on your side, but you began to seek embezzlement against dark side,
And lifted your head for a happier light
I was there, watching you, guiding you, seeing you and believing in you,
As I was in darkness too, and I experienced pain too, but I wanted to stay back and help you Understand,
I was there for you and that it will always be that way
I would never leave, and I will stay connected to your soul and to your mind
Let us listen enjoy this opportunity now, to understand our destination, it is never late, to repeat these word again…love is so true, I belong to you….

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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 and kisses from the neighbors to their children

It is truly a picture perfect Kodak moment of awe moments

That cannot be erased, nor pressed to be re-winded

As they are supposed to continue to move in motion

It’s truly the only form of potion that continues to be explored

So like this instrumental that will continue making me, feel like I am the only one in this rain

An enjoyable sight, oh how mesmerizing to know the day like today, will go into my memory

I can repeat this day for all eternity

Like something from a children’s, story poetry

I stand for a chance to let myself be heard

Without saying neither a word, nor writing any words

I hope to understand myself through poetry

It is an emotional battle with myself, Irene and me

The only true audience I agree

I need to be criticized in order to understand

That not all of these words matter, but perhaps then

I can wash off my dirty smelling laundry through waking up my fire

That is caught in purgatory dimensions

Because as I mentioned, it’s only true if I understand my stance on this remembrance

Leon Basin

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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 symmetry,

So words of poetry, erupts throughout your busy box of mind

Its touch of feelings is truly real, like the gentle kisses around an autumn day

Where pronouncing to be your one any only, was expressed,

It was a day like no other day

The hands that moved upon your smooth skin,

Will be missed

In reversible order of speaking none, but feeling and seeing all

These words are expressful in as much power as one gives it

So if you decide to ignore them and instead care to see it shown,

Then perhaps, you need to look beyond the busy streets of mountain crisp of folding chairs under Christmas tree…

 

Leon Basin

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