Leaking Pen

Veteran Poet - 1,487 Points (Wellington, New Zealand)

Leaking Pen Poems

121. Abracadabra 11/18/2012
122. The Way We Were 1/1/2013
123. Carols In The Park 1/17/2013
124. To All Who Suffer 1/17/2013
125. 'Carpe Diem' 1/17/2013
126. I Write The Words 1/17/2013
127. Time Is Cruel 2/24/2013
128. Arawatta 3/1/2013
129. Who Killed My Winter? 3/3/2013
130. Fish Out Of Water 3/9/2013
131. 10,000 Wishes 3/9/2013
132. My God, My God, My God! 3/15/2013
133. Starry Starry Nights 4/14/2013
134. Surrender To Love 4/14/2013
135. At The Races 4/19/2013
136. Striptease 4/19/2013
137. Mary Magdalene 4/19/2013
138. Every Woman 4/19/2013
139. From Here To Eternity 2/10/2013
140. Broken Dreams 2/10/2013
141. All Is Good, All Is Fine 2/10/2013
142. Imagine 2/10/2013
143. If I Shall Love You 5/4/2013
144. The Wave 5/4/2013
145. Angel Of Light 7/23/2013
146. Thus I Became A Madman 7/28/2013
147. Visible Threads 7/26/2013
148. Might As Well 8/2/2013
149. Goodbye 8/13/2013
150. Seduction- The Genie Is Out Of The Bottle 8/22/2013
151. A Fool In Love Never Dies 8/4/2013
152. Happy Birthday Wish 5/19/2013
153. Magic! 5/12/2013
154. Sweet Victory 5/4/2013
155. Daddy! 9/20/2013
156. Tree Of Life 10/3/2013
157. What Kinds Of Seeds Do I Plant? 10/7/2013
158. True Art 10/14/2013
159. The Road Not Taken Revisited 10/22/2013
160. Slowly Gently I Rise 10/22/2013
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? ...

Read the full of The Best Poem In The World

Love With No Return

I am a shade of myself
Skeleton bones frame my looks
Like forgotten dusty books
Lost on shelves, never to be read

Sixty years plus sailed through
The seas of life in a flash
Cooling down of volcanic ash
Fires of youth bid my last hurrah

[Report Error]