Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 24,221 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

5081. Let Go Of Beauty 11/11/2015
5082. Regality 11/11/2015
5083. Deluded Duty 11/11/2015
5084. Crossed Hands 11/11/2015
5085. Holy Pathway 11/12/2015
5086. So Many Thoughts 11/12/2015
5087. Tragic Rains 11/14/2015
5088. My Artists Of Words 11/14/2015
5089. Dreams Come True 11/14/2015
5090. Strong Royalty 11/14/2015
5091. Pots Of Food 11/15/2015
5092. True Hearts Call To Love 11/15/2015
5093. True Dreaming Bursts 11/15/2015
5094. Faith In Me 11/15/2015
5095. The Great Unknown 11/16/2015
5096. The Sky Of Pain 11/16/2015
5097. Thoughts Beget 11/16/2015
5098. Sly Moves 11/16/2015
5099. Powerful Pride 11/17/2015
5100. Love’s Thought 11/19/2015
5101. Only Grace 11/19/2015
5102. Glutinous Grounds 11/19/2015
5103. Strata 11/19/2015
5104. Lady Lake 11/19/2015
5105. Vanishing Flood 11/19/2015
5106. Forepaw 11/20/2015
5107. Poorer Ways 11/23/2015
5108. Masters Of The Stars 11/23/2015
5109. The Divine Hour 11/23/2015
5110. False Actors 11/24/2015
5111. My Doctor’s Pursuit 11/24/2015
5112. Everybody Knows 11/25/2015
5113. Paper Shredded 11/25/2015
5114. The Assured Numbers 11/25/2015
5115. City Swallowed 11/25/2015
5116. I Take Shape 11/26/2015
5117. I See The Heart 11/26/2015
5118. My Demanding 11/28/2015
5119. I Name It 11/28/2015
5120. I Say My Prayers 11/28/2015

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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