Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 29,330 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

4441. Flouting 1/25/2015
4442. Animals Need Us 1/25/2015
4443. Stoic And Weary 1/25/2015
4444. Food Of The Heart 1/28/2015
4445. I See The Ground 1/28/2015
4446. Shorelines 1/28/2015
4447. He Was My Flesh 1/28/2015
4448. Bye To Them 1/29/2015
4449. Terror Under 1/5/2015
4450. A Real Fox 1/6/2015
4451. My Picture 1/7/2015
4452. Death's Call 1/8/2015
4453. The Lawful Side 1/24/2015
4454. The Brave Genius 2/4/2015
4455. Water In Eternity 2/8/2015
4456. Mastering A Wishful Stanza 2/8/2015
4457. My Kind Look 2/9/2015
4458. In Jolly Fashion 2/12/2015
4459. Noon Retaliates 2/13/2015
4460. One Understands Him 2/13/2015
4461. Rice Is My Friend 2/19/2015
4462. Tables Of Food 2/19/2015
4463. Blood Of Eternity 2/19/2015
4464. Softened Voice 2/19/2015
4465. The Bath Of Babies 2/19/2015
4466. Man Of Avarice 2/20/2015
4467. My Dying Plant 2/20/2015
4468. Glanced At The Night 2/27/2015
4469. Burning Sound 3/2/2015
4470. To Be A Special Sky 3/2/2015
4471. A Sky Of Beauty 3/2/2015
4472. Power Wins 3/2/2015
4473. One Anger 3/2/2015
4474. In The Deluge 3/2/2015
4475. I Thought The Spirit 2/27/2015
4476. Monochrome Landscape 2/25/2015
4477. For The Heavens 2/25/2015
4478. Design A Day 3/4/2015
4479. Stray Dog 3/5/2015
4480. What Truth Is In Love? 3/8/2015

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

Desire

You have one of the weakest minds on show,
Your breath is over the normal power and offer,
Relentless is description of the above,
And I doubt forever the picture in love.

Keys to the city are too many to see and hear,
I love the colours and I like them always here.
The birds will fly and depart once more only,
And now never return as I can certainly.

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