Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 25,244 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

4841. The Herd Calls Me 7/19/2016
4842. Blue Stars 7/24/2016
4843. Grievances 7/24/2016
4844. Writing And Reading 7/24/2016
4845. No View Of Fruit 7/24/2016
4846. You Are Minor 7/25/2016
4847. Your Mother 7/25/2016
4848. Words And Wars 7/25/2016
4849. Enshrined 7/26/2016
4850. Freedom Does Not Ask 7/27/2016
4851. Never Forgotten 7/29/2016
4852. Wooden 8/3/2016
4853. From Thoughts Of A Star 8/6/2016
4854. We Stood In Awe 8/6/2016
4855. Virtuous Youth 8/7/2016
4856. Nomad 8/14/2016
4857. Tears Are My Possession 8/14/2016
4858. Books Galore 8/17/2016
4859. You Linger And Fall 8/19/2016
4860. This Mountain 8/20/2016
4861. I Have Reasoning Powers 8/20/2016
4862. Thor 8/24/2016
4863. He Sent His Letter 8/24/2016
4864. My Long Road 8/25/2016
4865. My Head Hurts 8/27/2016
4866. The One-Eyed Liar 8/29/2016
4867. Long Nights 8/31/2016
4868. Vigilant Soul 9/1/2016
4869. Beast And Brother 9/1/2016
4870. You Are Just A Small Bush 9/1/2016
4871. Adult Fire 9/2/2016
4872. For Better Men 9/2/2016
4873. As A Spokesman 9/3/2016
4874. A Contrast To State 9/3/2016
4875. An Adventure In Life 9/3/2016
4876. Ensorcelled 9/3/2016
4877. The Faithful Door 9/10/2016
4878. A Teacher Is Like A Flower 9/10/2016
4879. My Faithful Steed 9/10/2016
4880. I Am Fluttering With Rage 9/10/2016

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

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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