Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 24,213 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

5641. The English Language 9/30/2009
5642. Stages Of A Hero 10/5/2009
5643. Begotten 9/6/2009
5644. Food Circle 2/14/2014
5645. The Silver Sword 8/3/2014
5646. Beach 10/2/2013
5647. Cats Loved 10/18/2011
5648. Commerce 7/29/2010
5649. Food In The Mouth 7/20/2010
5650. Sonnet Of Happiness 1/20/2008
5651. Good Work 6/11/2009
5652. The Brown Bear 4/27/2009
5653. Many Lower Animals 12/23/2014
5654. The Animal And The Plant 8/20/2007
5655. A Couple Needs Space 7/4/2007
5656. A Book 2/6/2008
5657. Stones 5/14/2009
5658. A Blow Of Cruelty 8/7/2008
5659. Homes 7/3/2009
5660. Heavenly Winter 6/6/2009
5661. Fighting-Chance 7/8/2009
5662. Readers Of Many Words 11/10/2017
5663. Fast Cars 5/1/2009
5664. Living Things 7/12/2009
5665. Learn My Farce 6/19/2015
5666. A Big Present 4/30/2009
5667. System Collapses 6/11/2013
5668. To Slay 7/19/2013
5669. Taste Of Food 11/27/2009
5670. “ghosts Are For The Telling” 6/14/2008
5671. Huge Heart 1/8/2013
5672. 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

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

The Vortex

The beauty usually surrounds us when in a paradise,
Inside the paradises there are regions of galaxies existing,
Where life is existing, plants sprout fortunately, gold escalates
In torsos and bellies, from eating of silvers and bronzes.

The coins melt, the treasures are discovered, and unhappiness
Is emitted into the heavens, with transmigration,
And a zero fat body, a hefty sum of money, and also
The slums sadly appear to find a unique playground of circular roots.

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