Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 15,834 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

161. A Sign Of Victory 5/10/2008
162. A Single Reflection 4/2/2014
163. A Single Tail 1/27/2008
164. A Sky Of Beauty 3/2/2015
165. A Small Dagger 11/11/2014
166. A Small Tributary 3/20/2016
167. A Smith 11/9/2012
168. A Snake 3/11/2009
169. A Sob 8/22/2010
170. A Soft Landing 12/3/2015
171. A Son Departed 6/16/2014
172. A Speech You Made 4/30/2011
173. A Splendid World 9/27/2009
174. A State Of Happiness 8/8/2008
175. A Statue Has Spoken 10/31/2012
176. A Stranger 7/6/2009
177. A Stride 6/23/2009
178. A Striking Woman 10/21/2014
179. A Strong Love 7/16/2011
180. A Surprising Time 7/23/2012
181. A Tale 2/12/2014
182. A Tale Died 11/19/2012
183. A Term For The Dead 10/23/2015
184. A Thief 3/26/2007
185. A Thief? 7/10/2009
186. A Thousand Deeds 1/6/2013
187. A Thousand Minds 6/29/2016
188. A Thrown Rock 8/7/2014
189. A Tree At Bedtime 8/30/2010
190. A Tree Chapter 4/2/2014
191. A Vast World 5/8/2015
192. A Veiled Tree 11/11/2015
193. A Void 8/11/2009
194. A Volunteer 12/14/2013
195. A Wand Over You 10/12/2010
196. A Warning 5/25/2008
197. A Weaponry 7/3/2010
198. A Wheel 6/17/2012
199. A Wisdom 12/7/2013
200. A Wise Study 11/4/2013
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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The Delight Of Water

The delight of water is of the cavern in darkness,
Traversing unity, traversing the river of harmlessness.
We absorb the attitude so warm and calm,
Infinite peace will stay with fingers and toes
Instilling happiness with the water of your trance.

You enter, but never sit and stand to see the rights,
Of your friendship, of your brightness, and the selfish
One casts its eye on the lips used by the soul in your living.

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