Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 28,524 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

1921. Rituals That Appal 7/26/2010
1922. A Worry 7/26/2010
1923. Our Health 7/26/2010
1924. My Patron 7/26/2010
1925. Playing With The Wolves 7/26/2010
1926. Life Is Vast 7/28/2010
1927. Highly Valued Objects 7/28/2010
1928. The Valley 7/29/2010
1929. Black Prison 7/29/2010
1930. The Game Of Senses 7/29/2010
1931. Eyes Are Washed 7/30/2010
1932. Fine Bulwark 7/30/2010
1933. Cleansing 7/30/2010
1934. Birth Of Rope 8/1/2010
1935. Shackled 8/1/2010
1936. Eternal Trail 8/1/2010
1937. Dilly-Dally 8/1/2010
1938. Charming Light From Rod 8/1/2010
1939. Life’s Eyes 8/1/2010
1940. Grave Words 8/1/2010
1941. Let Us Talk 8/1/2010
1942. Death Out Of Fame 8/1/2010
1943. The Funeral Of An Animal 8/2/2010
1944. Sun Has Pleasure 8/2/2010
1945. Trees Of The Wilderness 8/2/2010
1946. Setting Sun 8/2/2010
1947. Assassination 8/2/2010
1948. Behold The Jungle 8/3/2010
1949. Religious Table 8/3/2010
1950. Languages 8/3/2010
1951. Religious Dress 8/3/2010
1952. Passengers 8/3/2010
1953. You Speak Of Sleep 8/3/2010
1954. Of Truth 8/3/2010
1955. Made Flesh 8/3/2010
1956. Hearing Ears 8/3/2010
1957. Hated Wounds 8/4/2010
1958. Endings 8/4/2010
1959. Look At One 8/4/2010
1960. Building 8/4/2010

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

To Slay

To slump and slay shall be the decision,
To get the rest needs rest itself, as the basket
Is carried by the limped workers.
Sleep pokes at you from the higher reaches,
Positions of splendour exist for those who wait
And persevere like the bison and cattle of that nation.

It rests on a premise, and it rests on splendour,
For hearts may conquer the beloved,
He revolves around a circle
And the circle revolves around him,
Holding a foot with a hand
And a hand made useful feet.

Read the full of To Slay

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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