Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 5,580 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

1. Sense After Sense -new- 6/30/2015
2. The Hills After War -new- 6/30/2015
3. Black Wounds -new- 6/30/2015
4. Shining Stars -new- 6/30/2015
5. Best Of The Worlds -new- 6/30/2015
6. Smiling Thinkers -new- 6/23/2015
7. Minds Of Parents -new- 6/23/2015
8. The Day Shall Be Late -new- 6/25/2015
9. This Island Of Eyes -new- 6/25/2015
10. Monochrome Landscape 2/25/2015
11. For The Heavens 2/25/2015
12. Design A Day 3/4/2015
13. Stray Dog 3/5/2015
14. What Truth Is In Love? 3/8/2015
15. I Wonder On A Letter 3/8/2015
16. The Unique 3/8/2015
17. Pair Of Eyes 3/9/2015
18. Calibre Of The Heart 3/15/2015
19. Just To Be 3/15/2015
20. Mentionable 3/15/2015
21. Monuments Alive 3/17/2015
22. Distant Life 3/20/2015
23. I Am Form 3/20/2015
24. In A Man 3/20/2015
25. Your Twisted Heads 3/20/2015
26. My Home Is Rocks 3/20/2015
27. Twisted Plot 3/20/2015
28. Nature Of Men 3/22/2015
29. Days Meet 3/22/2015
30. One Moment 3/22/2015
31. Light Of A Star 3/23/2015
32. Stars In The Galaxy 3/24/2015
33. My Acts Of Old Age 3/24/2015
34. Electricity Flows 7/13/2014
35. A Doll Lies 7/14/2014
36. Innocent Tasks 12/23/2014
37. My Fragrant Names 12/23/2014
38. Heavy Mountain 12/23/2014
39. Troubled Nation 12/23/2014
40. The Enchanted Ones 12/24/2014
Best Poem of Naveed Akram

For Every Storm

For every storm there is a room
And find the palace now,
From deserts are a tomb and gloom,
Where clothes must just allow.

The clothing kisses us on cheek,
When effort made us worse,
The cloth we wear is rather chic,
And worry is a curse.

The storm shall grow at all the speed
That problems make us mad,
You did not follow, or then bleed
As madness is your dad.

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Computer Mania

Deliberate is the action that I pronounce,
On the minute, of all the hours, that laugh away.
So strong is my business contending the books,
Content in the knowledge of sentinels.

Your living is praising nobody but you,
It is an affair of compartments like rooms and boxes,
I loved all such fair thinking.

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