Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 23,997 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

121. Commence The Days 5/7/2007
122. Head Of State 5/16/2007
123. Life's End 5/16/2007
124. Keep Days 5/17/2007
125. Hitmen 5/19/2007
126. Speech, Please 5/21/2007
127. To Enjoy Life 5/21/2007
128. Destroy 5/21/2007
129. Like God 5/25/2007
130. Amazon Queen 5/27/2007
131. Small Limbs 6/2/2007
132. All Of Life 6/14/2007
133. Man Is In Heaven 6/14/2007
134. In A Different Plane Of Existence 6/17/2007
135. The War 6/17/2007
136. The Boy Soldier And The Military Man 6/17/2007
137. Death-Face 6/20/2007
138. Timeness 7/1/2007
139. Delightful Plant-Life 7/1/2007
140. Powerful Position 7/2/2007
141. Crying Aloud 7/2/2007
142. The Sky And The Sun 7/3/2007
143. Powerful Questions 7/3/2007
144. Love Is Another Feature 7/3/2007
145. Life Is Precious 7/4/2007
146. Mortal Sinner 7/4/2007
147. No Distrust 3/7/2007
148. A Royalty 3/7/2007
149. Real Man 3/7/2007
150. Living People 3/7/2007
151. Icarus Fell 3/26/2007
152. Our Living 3/26/2007
153. A Thief 3/26/2007
154. Joy, It Means 3/26/2007
155. Edith And Edna 3/30/2007
156. Exercise It 3/30/2007
157. Under The Water They Live 3/30/2007
158. Forever The Days... 3/30/2007
159. Goings 6/24/2006
160. A Good Life 6/24/2006

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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