Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 24,781 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

4521. Tiny Humans 4/6/2015
4522. Golden Goblets 4/6/2015
4523. No One Is Counting 4/6/2015
4524. Inspire The Tearful Man 4/6/2015
4525. Restless Souls 4/6/2015
4526. So Eloquent 4/7/2015
4527. Verses After Verses 4/10/2015
4528. Communicate Through The Heart 4/16/2015
4529. Sacred Story 4/16/2015
4530. Lonely Galaxy 4/16/2015
4531. I Have Many Spells 4/16/2015
4532. Colour Of War 4/17/2015
4533. In This Room I Shine 4/18/2015
4534. About The Garden 4/18/2015
4535. You Love Hurt 4/19/2015
4536. Hurtling Souls 4/20/2015
4537. Of True Knowing 4/20/2015
4538. Past Messages 4/21/2015
4539. For Solemn Music 4/22/2015
4540. My Eternal Dream 4/22/2015
4541. Green Land 4/25/2015
4542. Solid Tree 4/25/2015
4543. Brandishing Gold 4/25/2015
4544. Forest Glades 4/25/2015
4545. Price Of Craft 4/25/2015
4546. Leave This World 4/26/2015
4547. Time Long 4/26/2015
4548. Heaps Of Gravel 4/27/2015
4549. The Young Fight 4/27/2015
4550. The Way Of Anemones 4/27/2015
4551. I Cringed Beyond Belief 4/27/2015
4552. Fasten The Eyes 4/27/2015
4553. Sadder Dreams 4/28/2015
4554. The Graveyard Is A Place 4/30/2015
4555. The Challenger 4/30/2015
4556. Angering Me 4/30/2015
4557. Birds Are Words 4/30/2015
4558. Written Words 5/1/2015
4559. My Legacy 5/1/2015
4560. Charm Of The Sun 5/1/2015

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.

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