Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 29,330 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

5161. My Atom Of Friendship 4/19/2018
5162. The Matters Of The Ocean 4/19/2018
5163. The Red Flame Disappears 4/22/2018
5164. Only The Eyes 4/25/2018
5165. The Sleep Before Death 5/2/2018
5166. Kindness Is A Comfort 5/2/2018
5167. Bread Is My Death 5/7/2018
5168. All Of This Body 5/10/2018
5169. My Fingers 5/12/2018
5170. Captain Of My Heart 5/14/2018
5171. My Chest Is My Knowledge 5/17/2018
5172. Needles In The Feet 5/19/2018
5173. On This Earth 5/25/2018
5174. I Own You 5/28/2018
5175. Beyond The Hills 6/2/2018
5176. When You Work 6/2/2018
5177. The Heart And Soul 6/3/2018
5178. The Falling Walls 6/8/2018
5179. You Entered Like The Officer 6/10/2018
5180. Asleep 6/14/2018
5181. My Heart Is On Ice 6/14/2018
5182. I Begin To Curl 6/14/2018
5183. I Mimic Them 6/14/2018
5184. Time Is Too High 6/16/2018
5185. Scientific Life 6/16/2018
5186. Unable 6/17/2018
5187. I Simply Desire 6/17/2018
5188. Over And Over 6/17/2018
5189. The Story To Remember 6/17/2018
5190. Space Around 6/18/2018
5191. I Was Drunk 6/19/2018
5192. She Just Is 6/19/2018
5193. My Guests Were Late 6/21/2018
5194. An Old Lake 6/22/2018
5195. A Deathly Man 6/22/2018
5196. The Cities Of Mummies 6/26/2018
5197. The Coat 6/28/2018
5198. O Slave Of God 6/30/2018
5199. No, Search This Creation 7/1/2018
5200. I Take In Some Beauty 7/2/2018

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

On The Last Day

When the rains swim towards their arrangement,
Then man will conduct his affairs with severity.

A speaker entails a whisper, through the days of
Anger and desire, like an agent of strangeness.

These are storms of sight and hearing, like the
Echoes of your kingdom residing on the sand.

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