Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 28,549 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

5641. Viridescent 12/23/2014
5642. Religion's Devils 10/21/2014
5643. One Desert For One Deserter 12/4/2014
5644. Smoke And Fire 12/10/2014
5645. Silver Ring 9/21/2013
5646. Holiday 4/1/2014
5647. Twins Of Death 6/25/2014
5648. Glaring Eyes 6/8/2014
5649. House Or My House 8/23/2014
5650. Mad Wells 3/15/2015
5651. Dangerous Men 3/9/2015
5652. Footwear 12/4/2013
5653. Roaring Mass 11/14/2013
5654. My Other Days 11/16/2012
5655. This Endless War 1/8/2013
5656. A Different Day 4/13/2013
5657. Brave Soul 7/9/2013
5658. The Great Oak 7/12/2011
5659. Dear Birds And Animals 8/3/2011
5660. Ill Mothers 9/26/2011
5661. Haiku On General Pain 8/22/2007
5662. My Hope Is Dashed 10/27/2011
5663. Remind Me 10/18/2011
5664. Star Maps 11/23/2011
5665. Blind Horses 4/21/2011
5666. Our Thatched House 5/5/2011
5667. Two Paths 11/25/2010
5668. I See A Man 12/29/2010
5669. Flowers At Night 7/5/2010
5670. Leadership 8/8/2010
5671. Compass 8/14/2010
5672. Never War 9/9/2010
5673. Greedy Men 8/30/2010
5674. Let The Baby Cry 10/26/2010
5675. Food For The Body 10/15/2009
5676. The Trees Of Life 11/29/2009
5677. Peace Of Nature 11/21/2009
5678. You Are In Triumph 11/23/2009
5679. Real Hearts 1/4/2010
5680. Family House 1/7/2010

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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