Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 29,376 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

4401. Heavenly Flight 5/31/2015
4402. Hearts Within Sight 6/1/2015
4403. Ripples Of The Soul 6/2/2015
4404. Their Love 6/3/2015
4405. Lovely Grip Of Hours 6/3/2015
4406. A Daughter Of Wisdom 6/4/2015
4407. Clapped Their Hands 6/4/2015
4408. My Godly Help 6/8/2015
4409. The Goal Of Character 6/9/2015
4410. Steel Sword 6/13/2015
4411. Follow Her Gaze 6/13/2015
4412. My Witnesses 6/13/2015
4413. I Struck Him And Her 6/13/2015
4414. The Crowns Were Made 6/13/2015
4415. The Ripe Fruit 6/15/2015
4416. We Stay In Light 6/15/2015
4417. A Bird-Tree 6/17/2015
4418. Aches Of Mermen 12/20/2014
4419. Loss In A Mirror 12/20/2014
4420. Your Paradise Is Met 12/21/2014
4421. Sow Your Seeds 12/21/2014
4422. When I Was With My Father 12/21/2014
4423. I Wore The Fox 12/21/2014
4424. It Was Delightfully Cold 12/21/2014
4425. Curses Of Much 12/21/2014
4426. Troubled Nation 12/23/2014
4427. The Enchanted Ones 12/24/2014
4428. It Is Called Time 12/27/2014
4429. Whispers Of Canal-Ghosts 12/27/2014
4430. We Are Hearts Of Life 12/28/2014
4431. Desolate Heart 12/30/2014
4432. My Meeting With The Puppeteer 12/31/2014
4433. Complex Language 12/31/2014
4434. In A Place 1/1/2015
4435. Words Remain Forever 1/1/2015
4436. A Doll Lies 7/14/2014
4437. Innocent Tasks 12/23/2014
4438. My Fragrant Names 12/23/2014
4439. Heavy Mountain 12/23/2014
4440. Bitter Hearts 1/3/2015

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

Creation

I am suited to innocence as much as whiteness,
And the dark skies witness behaved-ones.
Looking in my direction the sunly objects fit my eye,
Once ago I say.

Too much is known and forgiven of late,
Late work is made of love fortunately on a saying
That indicated the holiness of mine:
To see God and be a part of it.