Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 22,271 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

1801. Speech And Worship 6/29/2010
1802. A Horse To Outrun 6/29/2010
1803. Organized Force 6/29/2010
1804. The Place Is Consecrated 6/30/2010
1805. Thrilled By The Cold 6/30/2010
1806. Now Sleep 6/30/2010
1807. Bazaar Of Balloons 6/30/2010
1808. Thinking Of Wealth 6/30/2010
1809. Germ-Free 6/30/2010
1810. Sin To Astound 6/30/2010
1811. Do Not Reproach 6/30/2010
1812. Beautiful And Lovely 6/30/2010
1813. Sea’s Soul 6/30/2010
1814. Hilltops 6/30/2010
1815. Underneath Is A Monster 6/30/2010
1816. Rest Is Leisure 7/1/2010
1817. Love These Laws 7/1/2010
1818. Hearts Of Men 7/1/2010
1819. Angelic Prayer 7/1/2010
1820. In The Cold 7/1/2010
1821. Danger To Erupt 7/1/2010
1822. Hiding From The Family 7/1/2010
1823. Irreverent Conversations 7/1/2010
1824. The Nation’s Man 7/1/2010
1825. Removal 7/1/2010
1826. Words Dressed 7/1/2010
1827. Shaped 7/1/2010
1828. Hysterical 7/2/2010
1829. Great Space 7/2/2010
1830. From Death 7/2/2010
1831. We Are Generous 7/2/2010
1832. You Are Born 7/2/2010
1833. This Is The Place 7/2/2010
1834. A Century Of Events 6/20/2010
1835. Hoisting 6/20/2010
1836. Their Enemies 6/20/2010
1837. When Astray 6/20/2010
1838. To Marvel 6/21/2010
1839. The Years Gone By 6/21/2010
1840. Mortals 6/21/2010

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

Four Seasons

Some of us will hurt of the inferior people,
Any of the people whose violence is solid,
And very many years are forgotten of summer,
And so much has everything in spring,
And so many have a generation in winter,
Because the Autumn is superior.

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