Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 28,527 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

5481. One To Know 8/22/2013
5482. Insane World 7/31/2013
5483. Teams 7/16/2013
5484. See The Darkness 6/17/2013
5485. Let This Barmaid Be 3/17/2013
5486. Excessive Joy 6/7/2013
5487. Wooden Staff 3/4/2013
5488. Goodbye To Sorrows 1/21/2013
5489. Those Who Shine 2/26/2013
5490. Like A Bad Lady 12/30/2012
5491. An Imagined World 12/9/2012
5492. The Tunnel 11/19/2012
5493. To Melt 12/26/2012
5494. Belief Of Relief 12/8/2012
5495. Hunting For Jaguars 11/19/2012
5496. In This Whole Life 12/2/2012
5497. Removal To Please 12/4/2012
5498. Soft Accent 11/13/2012
5499. Under The Pleasure Of Snow 10/27/2012
5500. Freedom Of Speech 8/31/2012
5501. Poets Of Excellence 6/17/2012
5502. Earthquake 10/28/2011
5503. End Of Time 2/10/2011
5504. Agree And Be Strong 10/28/2011
5505. Nasty Suspicion 9/27/2011
5506. Of Luxury 10/10/2011
5507. The Charm Of An Instant 11/11/2011
5508. Managed By Miscreants 6/14/2012
5509. My Rest Is Peace For Me 10/31/2011
5510. Fairies’ Gathering 7/29/2011
5511. In The Planes 7/13/2011
5512. Describe The Rocking 7/13/2011
5513. One Soul 9/25/2011
5514. I Must Have This 8/30/2011
5515. Complexity 8/23/2011
5516. Fine Clothes 8/20/2011
5517. My University Degree 8/14/2011
5518. Honey, Not Pain 7/28/2011
5519. Soul That Learns 7/22/2011
5520. Days Of School Left 7/22/2011

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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