Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 25,219 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

5321. Gods Of Matter 2/13/2015
5322. His Fortune Taken 2/7/2015
5323. Time Is Of Love 1/31/2015
5324. To The Sea 2/3/2015
5325. The Details Of A New Religion 2/4/2015
5326. Nobody Knows 1/5/2015
5327. The Dignified Poems 1/5/2015
5328. Sun And Sky 7/14/2014
5329. Past Woes 12/19/2014
5330. Food Fulfils 11/29/2014
5331. Deep Monster 11/22/2014
5332. Understand My Horse 11/22/2014
5333. My Disease Is Contagious 11/2/2014
5334. Horses Of Light 10/2/2014
5335. Flowers Have Souls 8/11/2014
5336. Voice Of The Gaming 7/21/2014
5337. My Happiness Chained 7/15/2014
5338. Looking Upon Us 7/13/2014
5339. Manliness Of Man 7/12/2014
5340. Small War 6/26/2014
5341. A Son Departed 6/16/2014
5342. The Beach Of Children 3/27/2014
5343. Demons Lurk 4/8/2014
5344. Soldiers Of Success 4/9/2014
5345. The Running Mind 3/22/2014
5346. Libraries From Above 3/12/2014
5347. The Circuit 5/20/2014
5348. The Death Road 12/28/2013
5349. Rights And Rules 12/16/2013
5350. I Gave A Lesson 9/16/2013
5351. An Imagined World 12/9/2012
5352. A Volunteer 12/14/2013
5353. Knights Of Romance 9/21/2013
5354. Acrobat Of Bonaparte 9/15/2013
5355. Accursed One 9/2/2013
5356. On Happiness 9/12/2013
5357. One To Know 8/22/2013
5358. Insane World 7/31/2013
5359. Teams 7/16/2013
5360. See The Darkness 6/17/2013

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

Wonder At All

All you do is talk of why I was true,
All of me is saying pleasant news you;
Almost far I push the leather at whim,
So to enhance my living at being dim.
Wonder can exist in shades of sorting out,
To keep quiet all silence and restore pout;
So all of us who always are in power, snow.
Where do you live? among the trees?
Are you forgotten, or upset? I give status

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