Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 23,194 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

1761. Defence Of The Seas 6/8/2010
1762. Gigantic Monsters On This Earth 6/8/2010
1763. Sick Danger 6/9/2010
1764. Dark Place 6/10/2010
1765. Going To The Goddess 6/10/2010
1766. The Clown 6/23/2010
1767. Emotional Ones 6/23/2010
1768. Glass Shatters 6/23/2010
1769. My Commiserations 6/24/2010
1770. Vast Oasis 6/24/2010
1771. Peace-At-First 6/24/2010
1772. An Unique Answer 6/24/2010
1773. Soul Of Heaven 6/26/2010
1774. Dark Thinking 6/26/2010
1775. Towards Peace 6/26/2010
1776. My Small Lady 6/26/2010
1777. To The Copse 6/26/2010
1778. A Clever Way 6/26/2010
1779. Sun’s Rays 6/26/2010
1780. I Cook 6/26/2010
1781. Wishing Well 6/26/2010
1782. Shining Animals 6/27/2010
1783. My Chief 6/27/2010
1784. Woe Here 6/27/2010
1785. Vast 6/28/2010
1786. Well Actions 6/28/2010
1787. Pivot 6/28/2010
1788. Glorious Speech 6/28/2010
1789. Explorer 6/28/2010
1790. Odium 6/28/2010
1791. Jolly Ending 6/28/2010
1792. Sonnet Of Describing 6/28/2010
1793. My Menacing Obstacle 6/29/2010
1794. Ceremony 6/29/2010
1795. Symbolic Gesture 6/29/2010
1796. Ask My Meaning 6/29/2010
1797. My Drought 6/29/2010
1798. Powers Of The Stars 6/29/2010
1799. Psionics 6/29/2010
1800. Strong Points 6/29/2010

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

Computer Mania

Deliberate is the action that I pronounce,
On the minute, of all the hours, that laugh away.
So strong is my business contending the books,
Content in the knowledge of sentinels.

Your living is praising nobody but you,
It is an affair of compartments like rooms and boxes,
I loved all such fair thinking.

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