Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 24,730 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

521. You And Your Career 7/2/2008
522. Oil Seeps 7/2/2008
523. Heavenly Mood 7/2/2008
524. Gangs Too Distant 7/3/2008
525. A Seasoned Driver 7/3/2008
526. Friendly Words 7/3/2008
527. Hearing Fairy Stories 7/3/2008
528. Eating Animals 7/3/2008
529. Theatricality 7/4/2008
530. Go Ahead 7/4/2008
531. His Face 7/4/2008
532. To Climb 7/6/2008
533. Gates Of Riches 7/6/2008
534. Men Of The Wind 7/6/2008
535. Roadways 7/7/2008
536. I Love My Hospital 7/7/2008
537. My Knife 7/7/2008
538. Fire Or Happiness? 7/8/2008
539. Going Is Not Staying 7/9/2008
540. Gas? 7/9/2008
541. Monastery 7/12/2008
542. Colours Of The Night 7/12/2008
543. Night With Darkness 7/13/2008
544. So Much Money 7/13/2008
545. My Life Needs Love 7/13/2008
546. A Cruel Fortune 7/13/2008
547. It Comes Secondhand 7/13/2008
548. Lengthy 2/6/2008
549. Poetry 2/6/2008
550. A Follower Of Money 7/15/2008
551. Extra-Terrestrial Ghosts 7/16/2008
552. Our Souls Are Safe 7/16/2008
553. Sad Death 7/16/2008
554. Hats Are Heights 7/16/2008
555. Sages 7/16/2008
556. Ghoul’s Gold 7/16/2008
557. Dangerous Ape 7/16/2008
558. My Recipe 7/16/2008
559. Normal Men Now Knowing 7/19/2008
560. A Banshee Has Arrived 7/19/2008

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

Computer Mania

Deliberate is the action that I pronounce,
On the minute, of all the hours, that laugh away.
So strong is my business contending the books,
Content in the knowledge of sentinels.

Your living is praising nobody but you,
It is an affair of compartments like rooms and boxes,
I loved all such fair thinking.

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