Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 28,549 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

1361. Mere Mortals 11/9/2009
1362. Flowers Bloom Like People 11/9/2009
1363. Softly Singing 11/11/2009
1364. Face Of The Sea 11/14/2009
1365. Pureness Of Stars 11/14/2009
1366. Your Heart Matters 11/14/2009
1367. My Loves 11/16/2009
1368. Love Needs 11/16/2009
1369. My Innocence 11/17/2009
1370. Overcome It 11/18/2009
1371. Silent Words 11/19/2009
1372. Do Not Die 11/20/2009
1373. We Find Her There 10/30/2009
1374. Lord’s Facility 10/30/2009
1375. Lost In Love 11/3/2009
1376. Mind In Circles 11/3/2009
1377. Worthy Book 11/4/2009
1378. The Task Of Gardening 11/4/2009
1379. Burden From Thinking 11/20/2009
1380. Winds Blow Into My Face 11/23/2009
1381. An Act 11/23/2009
1382. Your Children 11/24/2009
1383. Nourish The Soul 11/24/2009
1384. My Sun 11/25/2009
1385. Honour In Speech 11/25/2009
1386. A Path 11/25/2009
1387. Charm Us 11/26/2009
1388. Earth’s Story 11/21/2009
1389. Experiments In The Rain 11/21/2009
1390. Diverse Dawn 11/22/2009
1391. Lands Unknown 11/23/2009
1392. Our Abacus 11/28/2009
1393. Return To Youth 12/1/2009
1394. Finger 12/1/2009
1395. Papers 12/1/2009
1396. Sunlight 12/1/2009
1397. Happy Me 12/1/2009
1398. Save Their Flesh 12/4/2009
1399. Next Day 12/6/2009
1400. Until Death 12/6/2009

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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