Leaking Pen

Veteran Poet - 1,430 Points (Wellington, New Zealand)

Leaking Pen Poems

81. Birthday Wish 9/10/2012
82. Forget Me Not 9/10/2012
83. I Saw My Sunset Tonight 9/10/2012
84. Bedtime Story 9/10/2012
85. Can'T Dance 9/9/2012
86. This Is My Song 9/10/2012
87. Lover's Port 9/10/2012
88. What Is A Heartbreaker? 9/10/2012
89. Fantasy By Dd 9/10/2012
90. To Insult Or Not Insult 9/10/2012
91. Seduction: The Genie Is Out Of The Bottle 9/10/2012
92. الشباب الى الأبد 9/10/2012
93. Chat About This, Chat About That 9/10/2012
94. Stilled Longing 9/10/2012
95. An Open Letter And A Call To Arms 9/10/2012
96. I Love All Four But... 9/15/2012
97. Alexander's Lovers 9/15/2012
98. Yalla Yalla La Barra 9/15/2012
99. What If Regrets 9/23/2012
100. Born Free 9/22/2012
101. Good Bye 10/11/2012
102. I Invoke 10/12/2012
103. Go Make It In The World 10/11/2012
104. Temptation Lust! My Fallen Angel 10/15/2012
105. Forgiveness 10/19/2012
106. Chameleon Of The Dark 11/5/2012
107. Who Weeps For Me When I Am Gone? 11/10/2012
108. To Catch A Poem 11/12/2012
109. Abracadabra 11/18/2012
110. Summer 12/6/2012
111. If 12/6/2012
112. Succeed In Poetry 12/6/2012
113. Summer You Tricked Me Again 12/6/2012
114. Summer Loving 12/6/2012
115. Temptation 12/6/2012
116. Shakespeare Was Right By Fadfoud 12/23/2012
117. The Way We Were 1/1/2013
118. Carols In The Park 1/17/2013
119. To All Who Suffer 1/17/2013
120. 'Carpe Diem' 1/17/2013
Best Poem of Leaking Pen

The Best Poem In The World

I was shocked, confused, bewildered
as I entered Heaven's door,
Not by the beauty of it all,
by the lights or its decor.

But it was the folks in Heaven
who made me sputter and gasp-
the thieves, the liars, the sinners,
the alcoholics, the trash.

There stood the kid from seventh grade
who swiped my lunch money twice.
Next to him was my old neighbor
who never said anything nice.

Herb, who I always thought
was rotting away in hell,
was sitting pretty on cloud nine,
looking incredibly well.

I nudged Jesus, 'What's the deal? ...

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Faith

He stood on solid grounds
No pen no paper, no recorder
Master: I ask show me the rules
To avoid pitfalls of all fools

How do you know I am a Master?
Are you blinded by my halo?
Your search blind in its quest
Eager to believe in any test

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