Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 23,365 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

4361. I Persist To Overlook 5/8/2015
4362. Long Quality Of Life 5/9/2015
4363. Don’t Lose Me 5/9/2015
4364. Dreaded Swirls 5/9/2015
4365. Cages And Stages 5/9/2015
4366. Heating The Cells 5/11/2015
4367. Red Red 5/11/2015
4368. My Senses 5/11/2015
4369. The Best Entertainment 5/11/2015
4370. The Created Life 5/12/2015
4371. Never In This Mood 5/12/2015
4372. O Favoured One 5/14/2015
4373. Overflowing Tears 5/14/2015
4374. In The Hemisphere 5/14/2015
4375. Formations Of This Realm 5/14/2015
4376. Look Then 5/14/2015
4377. Superior Being 5/14/2015
4378. Friends For Food 5/14/2015
4379. Brooding 5/15/2015
4380. One Imagines In Dreams 5/15/2015
4381. Open And Smile 5/17/2015
4382. We Love To Read 5/19/2015
4383. Night After Night 5/19/2015
4384. Water Defies 5/20/2015
4385. The Beautiful And Necessary 5/20/2015
4386. Inspired Heart 5/20/2015
4387. You A Soul 5/20/2015
4388. My Dangerous Friend 5/21/2015
4389. I Wonder And Ponder 5/23/2015
4390. To Enjoy This Treasure 5/24/2015
4391. Simplest Life 5/24/2015
4392. Alone In The Years 5/25/2015
4393. Within The Day 5/28/2015
4394. Journey For The Eyes 5/28/2015
4395. To Deny The Death 5/28/2015
4396. Tearfully 5/28/2015
4397. Man And Woman Of Success 5/31/2015
4398. Heavenly Flight 5/31/2015
4399. Hearts Within Sight 6/1/2015
4400. Ripples Of The Soul 6/2/2015

Comments about Naveed Akram

  • Kaitlyn McKenna (1/16/2008 7:00:00 PM)

    Naveed is a free human. Free to believe, Free to fight, Free to want, free to need.

    Way to go Naveed!

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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.

Read the full of For Every Storm

Your Pain Is Received

Since you have received grief my folly has terminated,
Your pain is my pain, and your face is mine only.
Through the thought of your earthquake and talk of order,
Our disorder grows stronger with the passing hour.
The ointment is severe and harsh on the spirits of decency,
Bending and stretching is the key to our victory always.

Love loses the fight, lovers define the art of kickboxing,
Opening the house of mania and the religion of human rights,

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