Naveed Akram

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

Naveed Akram Poems

4681. Vile Sleep 1/13/2016
4682. Men Who Understand 1/15/2016
4683. Day, Then Night 1/15/2016
4684. My Night Is Tomorrow 1/15/2016
4685. To Be Gentle 1/15/2016
4686. Principle Of Torrents 1/16/2016
4687. Lines Of Power 1/18/2016
4688. In My Sleeping Hours 1/20/2016
4689. The Hills 1/20/2016
4690. The Heart Is Saying 1/22/2016
4691. Going To The Wooden Tree 1/23/2016
4692. The Repositioning 1/23/2016
4693. The Plateau 1/23/2016
4694. Love Has A Death 1/24/2016
4695. My Grand Nation 1/24/2016
4696. One Corridor 1/27/2016
4697. Bright Stars 1/27/2016
4698. Lovely Ears And Eyes 1/27/2016
4699. The Devils Of The Wind 1/28/2016
4700. I Was Eager 1/28/2016
4701. The Deepest Snow 1/28/2016
4702. The Winter Has Come 1/28/2016
4703. Your Cloth 1/28/2016
4704. Time Of My Years 1/30/2016
4705. Acts Of The Heart 1/30/2016
4706. Guide Me In My Sleep 2/1/2016
4707. Your Task Is Forced 2/2/2016
4708. The Ideal Soldier 2/5/2016
4709. The Understanding Genius 2/5/2016
4710. Stupid Vocation 2/5/2016
4711. To Humiliate Him 2/5/2016
4712. Many Towns And Villages 2/7/2016
4713. I Will Speak With The Goddess 2/8/2016
4714. I Am The Parent Of Poetry 2/8/2016
4715. In My Confused Spirit 2/11/2016
4716. Going, Growing, Being Godly 2/12/2016
4717. The Opposing Forces 2/13/2016
4718. By Certain Angels 2/14/2016
4719. Helping Hand 2/16/2016
4720. I Drove In 2/17/2016
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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One Feels His Friend

One feels the drums beating in the sound of the air,
Ears are popping, pulling the ropes of an eternal tension.
Let go of friendship, for all friends will die before birth,
The one who is Friend is indeed the one most beloved.
He hears you, He sees you and the vastness of His domain
Impairs the human speech, much like danger or death.
The greatest calamity is a foolish mountain-trek, a worthy
Satan, a worldly combatant, the fool of the fools.
Those with degrees of the highest damage r

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