Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 23,487 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

1361. Sculpture 11/5/2009
1362. Tables Turned 11/6/2009
1363. Acting Dead 11/6/2009
1364. Mere Mortals 11/9/2009
1365. Flowers Bloom Like People 11/9/2009
1366. Softly Singing 11/11/2009
1367. Face Of The Sea 11/14/2009
1368. Pureness Of Stars 11/14/2009
1369. Your Heart Matters 11/14/2009
1370. My Loves 11/16/2009
1371. Love Needs 11/16/2009
1372. My Innocence 11/17/2009
1373. Overcome It 11/18/2009
1374. Silent Words 11/19/2009
1375. Do Not Die 11/20/2009
1376. Lost In Love 11/3/2009
1377. Mind In Circles 11/3/2009
1378. Worthy Book 11/4/2009
1379. The Task Of Gardening 11/4/2009
1380. Burden From Thinking 11/20/2009
1381. Winds Blow Into My Face 11/23/2009
1382. An Act 11/23/2009
1383. Your Children 11/24/2009
1384. Nourish The Soul 11/24/2009
1385. My Sun 11/25/2009
1386. Honour In Speech 11/25/2009
1387. A Path 11/25/2009
1388. Charm Us 11/26/2009
1389. To Sing 12/8/2009
1390. The Son 12/8/2009
1391. False Tales 12/8/2009
1392. Looting 12/8/2009
1393. One Time 12/8/2009
1394. Sweetness Of Life 12/8/2009
1395. Pursue 12/8/2009
1396. Supremeness 12/8/2009
1397. Passing The Night 12/11/2009
1398. Empty Inside 12/11/2009
1399. Geese By Sight 12/12/2009
1400. Nights Are Lovely 12/12/2009

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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