Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 23,484 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

841. Heart Attack 3/25/2009
842. Body Movements 3/25/2009
843. Propaganda 3/25/2009
844. Your Cruelty 3/26/2009
845. A Pride 3/26/2009
846. Something Excels 3/26/2009
847. Fire Is Alive 3/26/2009
848. Guard Us 3/28/2009
849. Purity Is Paradise 3/28/2009
850. A Bridge-Crossing 3/28/2009
851. Keeping Friendship 3/28/2009
852. The Whole World 3/30/2009
853. The Days Spoke 3/31/2009
854. Cruel Acts 3/31/2009
855. Abracadabra 3/31/2009
856. Fisherman’s Sin 4/1/2009
857. Heart Of A Beggar 4/1/2009
858. Facts To Manufacture 4/3/2009
859. Thrust 4/3/2009
860. Fist And Fist 3/10/2009
861. More Food 3/10/2009
862. The Human Bridge 3/10/2009
863. Flames 3/10/2009
864. The Adventurer Of God 3/10/2009
865. This Kingdom 3/10/2009
866. Kindness 3/10/2009
867. A Snake 3/11/2009
868. Dead From The Snake 3/11/2009
869. Unknown Health 3/11/2009
870. Farewell 3/12/2009
871. My Talk Of Dragons 3/12/2009
872. My Own Names 3/8/2009
873. My Cancellation 3/9/2009
874. Fleshed 4/17/2009
875. To Fly 4/17/2009
876. One Deed 4/17/2009
877. Banks Of Money 4/17/2009
878. Chinese Table 4/18/2009
879. Ghosts And Gods 4/19/2009
880. The Lies 4/19/2009

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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