Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 24,839 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

1721. Season Of Truth 5/21/2010
1722. Heartache 5/28/2010
1723. Speech Sparkles 5/29/2010
1724. Speak Now 6/1/2010
1725. Skilful 6/2/2010
1726. The Market 6/2/2010
1727. Successful Notes 6/3/2010
1728. Planets' Realm 6/5/2010
1729. Under The Heavens 6/5/2010
1730. Troublesome Names 6/5/2010
1731. An Adventure 6/7/2010
1732. Very True Friend 6/8/2010
1733. Defence Of The Seas 6/8/2010
1734. Gigantic Monsters On This Earth 6/8/2010
1735. Sick Danger 6/9/2010
1736. Dark Place 6/10/2010
1737. Going To The Goddess 6/10/2010
1738. Mighty Hazards 6/10/2010
1739. One Revolution 6/11/2010
1740. The Revolt 6/11/2010
1741. Bewailing 6/11/2010
1742. Exhale Later 6/11/2010
1743. Rights And Wrongs 6/11/2010
1744. Fear Of Death 6/14/2010
1745. Cause Of Anxiety 6/14/2010
1746. One Paper To Sense 6/14/2010
1747. Respectability 6/14/2010
1748. My Loaf 6/15/2010
1749. Armies Of Ghosts 6/16/2010
1750. Pen With Pencil 6/16/2010
1751. Pomposity 6/16/2010
1752. Aggression 6/17/2010
1753. The Blackened Mansion 6/17/2010
1754. A Penalty For The Effects 6/17/2010
1755. A Man Of Thought 6/17/2010
1756. Suffering An Action 6/17/2010
1757. The Dead Have Awoken 6/17/2010
1758. Killing Star In Vision 6/17/2010
1759. Airs That Suppress 6/17/2010
1760. Heights 6/17/2010

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

Desire

You have one of the weakest minds on show,
Your breath is over the normal power and offer,
Relentless is description of the above,
And I doubt forever the picture in love.

Keys to the city are too many to see and hear,
I love the colours and I like them always here.
The birds will fly and depart once more only,
And now never return as I can certainly.

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