Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 24,781 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

5481. Eyes And Ears 3/7/2007
5482. Lime And Lemon 8/26/2006
5483. Well Of Water 6/23/2006
5484. Generosity 7/6/2006
5485. I Mimic Them -new- 6/14/2018
5486. Time Is Too High -new- 6/16/2018
5487. Scientific Life -new- 6/16/2018
5488. Unable -new- 6/17/2018
5489. I Simply Desire -new- 6/17/2018
5490. Mad Wells 3/15/2015
5491. Cool Guy 6/23/2006
5492. Management And Disaster 6/23/2006
5493. Iron Lady 1/18/2008
5494. Express Heartliness 1/18/2008
5495. Farewell To The Non-Thinkers 4/22/2008
5496. Food Is In This World 5/7/2008
5497. Brain Of Yours 1/18/2008
5498. Going Away 6/30/2008
5499. My Attack On Royalty 8/7/2008
5500. To Walk 1/23/2009
5501. Words Of Law 4/3/2009
5502. Death Is A Foe 5/3/2009
5503. Guarding 6/1/2009
5504. Flowers In The Wind 7/2/2009
5505. To Seek Food 8/21/2009
5506. Return To The Forest 8/18/2009
5507. Rules Of The Game 7/24/2009
5508. Food For The Body 10/15/2009
5509. You Are In Triumph 11/23/2009
5510. The Trees Of Life 11/29/2009
5511. Peace Of Nature 11/21/2009
5512. Family House 1/7/2010
5513. Real Hearts 1/4/2010
5514. Outspoken 2/16/2010
5515. Boats On Water 2/28/2010
5516. Wiser, Or More Than A Fire 5/20/2010
5517. Eat A Bagel 3/18/2010
5518. Flowers At Night 7/5/2010
5519. Compass 8/14/2010
5520. Leadership 8/8/2010

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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