Naveed Akram

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

Naveed Akram Poems

1321. Good Men Learn 10/18/2009
1322. Clashing Swords 10/18/2009
1323. Death’s Anger 10/19/2009
1324. Airspace 10/19/2009
1325. A Side To The Soul 10/19/2009
1326. Love In A Way 10/19/2009
1327. Adventures 10/19/2009
1328. Beheading 10/19/2009
1329. In Search Of Purity 10/19/2009
1330. God And Man 10/20/2009
1331. Holy Men 10/20/2009
1332. A Big Ball 10/20/2009
1333. Flying Dove 10/20/2009
1334. Angels Cry, Humans Weep 10/20/2009
1335. Ongoing 10/21/2009
1336. Sighting 10/21/2009
1337. Love Singing 10/21/2009
1338. Opening 10/22/2009
1339. Flood Of Blood 10/22/2009
1340. Satanic News 10/22/2009
1341. This World 10/23/2009
1342. Jumping To Heaven 10/24/2009
1343. A Prophet’s Zeal 10/24/2009
1344. Thoughts 10/24/2009
1345. A Monster 10/25/2009
1346. Nomadic Tribes 10/25/2009
1347. Ceremonious 10/25/2009
1348. Devastation 10/26/2009
1349. The Word “wisdom” 10/27/2009
1350. An Intention 10/28/2009
1351. Planetary 10/29/2009
1352. Your Death 10/29/2009
1353. Not Named 10/29/2009
1354. We Find Her There 10/30/2009
1355. Lord’s Facility 10/30/2009
1356. Philosophy In My Mind 10/30/2009
1357. Postulate 10/30/2009
1358. Sentience 10/31/2009
1359. One Astronomer 10/31/2009
1360. The Laws 10/31/2009

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

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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