Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 28,636 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

5681. The Great Oak 7/12/2011
5682. Dear Birds And Animals 8/3/2011
5683. Ill Mothers 9/26/2011
5684. Haiku On General Pain 8/22/2007
5685. Remind Me 10/18/2011
5686. My Hope Is Dashed 10/27/2011
5687. Star Maps 11/23/2011
5688. My Other Days 11/16/2012
5689. This Endless War 1/8/2013
5690. A Different Day 4/13/2013
5691. Brave Soul 7/9/2013
5692. Roaring Mass 11/14/2013
5693. Footwear 12/4/2013
5694. Silver Ring 9/21/2013
5695. Holiday 4/1/2014
5696. Glaring Eyes 6/8/2014
5697. Twins Of Death 6/25/2014
5698. House Or My House 8/23/2014
5699. Religion's Devils 10/21/2014
5700. One Desert For One Deserter 12/4/2014
5701. Smoke And Fire 12/10/2014
5702. Viridescent 12/23/2014
5703. Massive 2/14/2015
5704. Shepherd And You 3/5/2015
5705. Mother-City 3/5/2015
5706. Mad Wells 3/15/2015
5707. Dangerous Men 3/9/2015
5708. Highlights Of An Obedient Soldier 2/4/2015
5709. Actress Across The Waters 1/25/2015
5710. Faithful Servant 6/18/2014
5711. The Tribal Leader 12/26/2013
5712. To Love This Life 2/26/2014
5713. Careless Words 8/8/2011
5714. My Secret Time 7/14/2011
5715. Bouncing Ball 6/24/2006
5716. Coding 7/26/2006
5717. Dark Journey 4/28/2011
5718. Going To The Other Side 2/8/2011
5719. The Meal 6/15/2011
5720. My Feelings With Animals And Birds 1/25/2011

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

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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