Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 23,194 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

4881. List Of My Crimes 9/22/2016
4882. Size Of Humanity 9/23/2016
4883. We Die So Soon? 9/28/2016
4884. The Past Is Mere Echo 9/29/2016
4885. With Thousands Of Years To Come 9/29/2016
4886. To Give Your Soul 9/29/2016
4887. Summer And Winter Ghosts 9/29/2016
4888. The Sky Of Wars 10/1/2016
4889. An Animal's Marriage 10/2/2016
4890. The Watchman 10/7/2016
4891. Flames Upon Flames 10/7/2016
4892. I Have A World 10/7/2016
4893. Inside There Is A Glow 10/9/2016
4894. I Must Flow On Air 10/11/2016
4895. Time Belittles Me 10/12/2016
4896. The Man With Shoes 10/13/2016
4897. I Wish Words 10/13/2016
4898. The Man Of God 10/24/2016
4899. He Shall Reply 10/25/2016
4900. My Progress 10/25/2016
4901. Love Is My Master 11/1/2016
4902. This World Is Good For Travelling In 11/5/2016
4903. The Praying One 11/7/2016
4904. Seeking Heaven 11/7/2016
4905. My Strangest Sleep 11/7/2016
4906. The Norm 11/8/2016
4907. Chapter Of Love 11/11/2016
4908. My Moon 11/12/2016
4909. Space Is Space 11/13/2016
4910. The Squeezed Face 11/14/2016
4911. The Night Is Like Love 11/14/2016
4912. Power Of The Night 11/15/2016
4913. The Sounds Of This City 11/17/2016
4914. Only Money Is Good 11/20/2016
4915. Summer Is Spring 11/20/2016
4916. Gold Is Gold 11/21/2016
4917. From Ashes To Victory 11/26/2016
4918. Proud Of Virtue 11/26/2016
4919. Nobody Has Battle 11/26/2016
4920. Being Poor 11/28/2016

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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