Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 28,549 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

4961. By Boats 12/4/2016
4962. Heart's Secrets 12/7/2016
4963. I Feed On Prison 12/9/2016
4964. Little Songs 12/12/2016
4965. The Light In My Life 12/12/2016
4966. The Sky Splits 12/12/2016
4967. I Have Loved The Cosmos 12/13/2016
4968. My Sleep Protects 12/13/2016
4969. The Bullet Of The Masses 12/13/2016
4970. The Poetry Of Life 12/15/2016
4971. Let Love Look 12/15/2016
4972. Let Beautiful Death 12/15/2016
4973. One Thinks 12/17/2016
4974. A Funny Heart 12/22/2016
4975. I Want 12/22/2016
4976. I See With Wisdom 12/22/2016
4977. Her Family Is The Best 12/23/2016
4978. Other Side 12/23/2016
4979. The Praise 12/23/2016
4980. Out And About 12/23/2016
4981. A King Nods 12/23/2016
4982. Questions About A Fairy 12/23/2016
4983. Deeds 12/23/2016
4984. Lovely Stars Descend 12/26/2016
4985. Under The Peaceful Sea 12/27/2016
4986. A Lemon At War 12/30/2016
4987. Pages Are Pages 12/30/2016
4988. Deeds Of A Writer 12/30/2016
4989. The Afternoon And Evening 1/2/2017
4990. Distant Past 1/2/2017
4991. Art Of Light 1/3/2017
4992. The Light Within 1/4/2017
4993. Words Are Chosen 1/4/2017
4994. The River Is 1/4/2017
4995. The Sun And Moon 1/5/2017
4996. For The Sake Of Peace 1/5/2017
4997. The Hidden Moon 1/7/2017
4998. One Night Of Doubt 1/7/2017
4999. I See The Dying 1/8/2017
5000. My Spirit Collapses 1/14/2017

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

Creation

I am suited to innocence as much as whiteness,
And the dark skies witness behaved-ones.
Looking in my direction the sunly objects fit my eye,
Once ago I say.

Too much is known and forgiven of late,
Late work is made of love fortunately on a saying
That indicated the holiness of mine:
To see God and be a part of it.

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