Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 29,397 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

5841. Beautiful Courage 12/26/2013
5842. The Animals’ Status 9/20/2011
5843. The River 7/3/2009
5844. The English Language 9/30/2009
5845. Stages Of A Hero 10/5/2009
5846. Begotten 9/6/2009
5847. Food Circle 2/14/2014
5848. The Silver Sword 8/3/2014
5849. Beach 10/2/2013
5850. Cats Loved 10/18/2011
5851. Commerce 7/29/2010
5852. Food In The Mouth 7/20/2010
5853. Sonnet Of Happiness 1/20/2008
5854. Good Work 6/11/2009
5855. The Brown Bear 4/27/2009
5856. Many Lower Animals 12/23/2014
5857. The Animal And The Plant 8/20/2007
5858. A Couple Needs Space 7/4/2007
5859. A Book 2/6/2008
5860. Stones 5/14/2009
5861. A Blow Of Cruelty 8/7/2008
5862. Heavenly Winter 6/6/2009
5863. Homes 7/3/2009
5864. Fighting-Chance 7/8/2009
5865. Readers Of Many Words 11/10/2017
5866. Fast Cars 5/1/2009
5867. Living Things 7/12/2009
5868. Learn My Farce 6/19/2015
5869. A Big Present 4/30/2009
5870. System Collapses 6/11/2013
5871. To Slay 7/19/2013
5872. Taste Of Food 11/27/2009
5873. “ghosts Are For The Telling” 6/14/2008
5874. Huge Heart 1/8/2013
5875. For Every Storm 6/29/2008

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

“ghosts Are For The Telling”

Ghosts are for the telling,
We call them experts and impressive,
As more of them appear from the woods.

Ghosts have understood us for the rules,
So that mastering is a problem and real;
Our mothers want us to comply and so they result.

Each ghost is great in beauty,
Full of foolish whims and ideas,
Their wish is to comprehend us, even to master us.

A little ghost is no liar, but one of them,
And that degree is hidden,
For we strive to alienate it as much as we can.

The baby is asleep, the ghosts do weep,
And I am fast away in ...

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Wonder At All

All you do is talk of why I was true,
All of me is saying pleasant news you;
Almost far I push the leather at whim,
So to enhance my living at being dim.
Wonder can exist in shades of sorting out,
To keep quiet all silence and restore pout;
So all of us who always are in power, snow.
Where do you live? among the trees?
Are you forgotten, or upset? I give status