Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 29,376 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

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.

Read the full of To Slay

Four Seasons

Some of us will hurt of the inferior people,
Any of the people whose violence is solid,
And very many years are forgotten of summer,
And so much has everything in spring,
And so many have a generation in winter,
Because the Autumn is superior.