Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 25,444 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

641. Look Then 5/14/2015
642. Superior Being 5/14/2015
643. Friends For Food 5/14/2015
644. Brooding 5/15/2015
645. One Imagines In Dreams 5/15/2015
646. Open And Smile 5/17/2015
647. We Love To Read 5/19/2015
648. Night After Night 5/19/2015
649. Water Defies 5/20/2015
650. The Beautiful And Necessary 5/20/2015
651. Inspired Heart 5/20/2015
652. You A Soul 5/20/2015
653. My Dangerous Friend 5/21/2015
654. I Wonder And Ponder 5/23/2015
655. To Enjoy This Treasure 5/24/2015
656. Simplest Life 5/24/2015
657. Alone In The Years 5/25/2015
658. Within The Day 5/28/2015
659. Journey For The Eyes 5/28/2015
660. To Deny The Death 5/28/2015
661. Tearfully 5/28/2015
662. Man And Woman Of Success 5/31/2015
663. Heavenly Flight 5/31/2015
664. Hearts Within Sight 6/1/2015
665. Ripples Of The Soul 6/2/2015
666. Their Love 6/3/2015
667. Lovely Grip Of Hours 6/3/2015
668. A Daughter Of Wisdom 6/4/2015
669. Clapped Their Hands 6/4/2015
670. My Godly Help 6/8/2015
671. The Goal Of Character 6/9/2015
672. Steel Sword 6/13/2015
673. Follow Her Gaze 6/13/2015
674. My Witnesses 6/13/2015
675. I Struck Him And Her 6/13/2015
676. The Crowns Were Made 6/13/2015
677. The Ripe Fruit 6/15/2015
678. We Stay In Light 6/15/2015
679. A Bird-Tree 6/17/2015
680. Learn My Farce 6/19/2015

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

To Slay

To slump and slay shall be the decision,
To get the rest needs rest itself, as the basket
Is carried by the limped workers.
Sleep pokes at you from the higher reaches,
Positions of splendour exist for those who wait
And persevere like the bison and cattle of that nation.

It rests on a premise, and it rests on splendour,
For hearts may conquer the beloved,
He revolves around a circle
And the circle revolves around him,
Holding a foot with a hand
And a hand made useful feet.

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Unable

I am unable to say yes or no,
For I am a soul who listens to help.

Then a fate is met which I conceal
From the soul wandering in the wilderness.

Dull-eyed men and women cannot behold
Truth or beauty in its many forms.

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