Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 20,325 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

4561. New Reading 9/1/2015
4562. Woven 9/1/2015
4563. I Marry My Mind 9/1/2015
4564. Loot For The Jest 9/2/2015
4565. The Reduced Wars 9/5/2015
4566. The Baton 9/5/2015
4567. I Am Wise 9/9/2015
4568. Prisons Of Blood 9/11/2015
4569. Flowers Of Light 9/13/2015
4570. The Death Of Love 9/14/2015
4571. I Oppose My Sleep 9/14/2015
4572. The Tricky One 9/14/2015
4573. The Lion Moves Up 9/14/2015
4574. Blossoming Azaleas 9/14/2015
4575. Plant A Tree 9/14/2015
4576. Blue Cavern 9/14/2015
4577. Hard Memory 9/15/2015
4578. Cheeks 9/15/2015
4579. The Sacrificial Gold 9/15/2015
4580. Winter Comes 9/15/2015
4581. Strange Mists 9/15/2015
4582. The Night Is A State 9/18/2015
4583. Beautiful Mountain Of Gold 9/19/2015
4584. Queen Of Words 9/19/2015
4585. The First Man 9/19/2015
4586. The Course Of Swords 9/19/2015
4587. Some Mathematicians 9/21/2015
4588. The Heart Has Ranks 9/22/2015
4589. The Turn 9/23/2015
4590. He Mastered Nothing 9/25/2015
4591. A Sea Of Philosophy 9/25/2015
4592. The Sound Of Giants 9/25/2015
4593. Birds Of Praise 9/25/2015
4594. Knowing One 9/25/2015
4595. Sway Of The Self 9/25/2015
4596. I Wondered About Tears 9/26/2015
4597. Gentle And Sweet 9/26/2015
4598. Bless The Horse 7/24/2015
4599. My Stinging Soul 7/27/2015
4600. The Star Is Mine 7/30/2015
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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Wonder At All

All you do is talk of why I was true,
All of me is saying pleasant news you;
Almost far I push the leather at whim,
So to enhance my living at being dim.
Wonder can exist in shades of sorting out,
To keep quiet all silence and restore pout;
So all of us who always are in power, snow.
Where do you live? among the trees?
Are you forgotten, or upset? I give status

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