Naveed Akram

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

Naveed Akram Poems

5361. Radiant Being 2/22/2010
5362. More Faith 2/16/2010
5363. Actively Arguing 2/11/2010
5364. My Tower Is Splendid 2/9/2010
5365. Leaping Like Children 2/3/2010
5366. Headdress 12/29/2009
5367. A Fairy 12/22/2009
5368. My Belly Aches 12/5/2009
5369. Strong Love 11/28/2009
5370. Finding Treasure 11/5/2009
5371. Sad Summer 11/3/2009
5372. Am I Humble? 10/30/2009
5373. Death To Design 11/1/2009
5374. Blushes 11/2/2009
5375. Death Has Steps 10/7/2009
5376. Asking Questions 10/29/2009
5377. Island Of Vagabonds 10/1/2009
5378. Brown Horses 10/1/2009
5379. Healing The Sick 9/28/2009
5380. Blessed Day And Night 9/21/2009
5381. Surviving Riches 9/21/2009
5382. God’s Creation 9/18/2009
5383. Sleeping Is Heaven 8/22/2009
5384. Murderess 8/9/2009
5385. Merman 8/8/2009
5386. Life Is Enough 7/11/2009
5387. History 7/6/2009
5388. Waiting For Success 6/20/2009
5389. Special Natures 7/1/2009
5390. Employee 7/2/2009
5391. Have Peace 6/24/2009
5392. Inner Garden 6/19/2009
5393. Sound Waves 6/14/2009
5394. My Arm 6/6/2009
5395. Space-Ship 6/1/2009
5396. Ropes Of Dignity 4/30/2009
5397. Blank Pages 3/10/2009
5398. Return To God 4/28/2009
5399. Chimes Of Justice 4/18/2009
5400. I Build 4/17/2009

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

Is It Beautiful?

Everything is beautiful that has a box,
My pleasure is beautified by layers of happiness,
The beauty of a person in unity is obvious,
What does the river teach to a man of heaven?

Beauty is the form of the danger and life's safety,
Pain after pain is suffered by ugly jokers;
Staying on the rich road calls to the ship,
That this sails is a misfortune, ideal for some.

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