Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 23,430 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

4641. From The Lion 10/8/2015
4642. The Gulags 10/10/2015
4643. The Library 10/10/2015
4644. Beards With Guilt 10/10/2015
4645. Fantasy Writer 10/11/2015
4646. In My Tomb 10/11/2015
4647. Return To Life 10/11/2015
4648. To My Mirror In Space 10/11/2015
4649. My Declaration 10/11/2015
4650. Buzz Of Bees 10/12/2015
4651. Square Poems 10/12/2015
4652. Life Of Wine 10/16/2015
4653. The Right Hand 10/19/2015
4654. Life Is Taught 10/19/2015
4655. The Lamp Of Distress 10/20/2015
4656. He Exists 10/23/2015
4657. The Prized Utterances 10/23/2015
4658. I Left The Conspirators 10/23/2015
4659. Frequently 10/23/2015
4660. A Term For The Dead 10/23/2015
4661. From Miracles To Misery 10/24/2015
4662. From A Button 10/28/2015
4663. Many Humans 10/28/2015
4664. Souls In Attire 11/1/2015
4665. Coral 11/2/2015
4666. Hooligans And Thugs 12/31/2015
4667. Car Races 12/31/2015
4668. A Man Entered His Building 12/31/2015
4669. I Have A Beast 12/31/2015
4670. Scary Walls 1/4/2016
4671. Executive 1/4/2016
4672. The Fairway 1/4/2016
4673. Life Is Blessed 1/4/2016
4674. My Written Hand 1/4/2016
4675. When Do I See Him? 1/7/2016
4676. Unique Heart 1/7/2016
4677. My Supreme Deity 1/7/2016
4678. Do Not Take My Liberty 1/7/2016
4679. In Character 1/7/2016
4680. Binding To You 1/8/2016

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

Four Seasons

Some of us will hurt of the inferior people,
Any of the people whose violence is solid,
And very many years are forgotten of summer,
And so much has everything in spring,
And so many have a generation in winter,
Because the Autumn is superior.

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