Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 25,243 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

1921. Same Forever 7/19/2010
1922. Fortune Is Greater 7/20/2010
1923. Wall Of A Boat 7/20/2010
1924. Rich Sailor 7/20/2010
1925. Less Silver For People 7/20/2010
1926. My Knowledge 7/21/2010
1927. Inferno 7/21/2010
1928. Real Colours 7/21/2010
1929. Ridicule 7/21/2010
1930. Nutlets 7/21/2010
1931. Notice It 7/21/2010
1932. Sandstorm 7/23/2010
1933. Ride Into The Night 8/9/2010
1934. Keeping Prizes 8/10/2010
1935. Greatly On Love 6/25/2006
1936. Destruction 6/25/2006
1937. Single Tennis 6/25/2006
1938. Be Jewels 8/10/2010
1939. Day Work 8/10/2010
1940. Pillars Of Peace 8/10/2010
1941. Leaf Of A Doctor 8/10/2010
1942. The Saloon 8/10/2010
1943. Victorious Nights 6/26/2006
1944. Appear This Way 8/11/2010
1945. Centaur 8/11/2010
1946. Force And Behaviour 6/29/2006
1947. Justice All-Around 8/12/2010
1948. A Masque 8/13/2010
1949. Inept Assassins 8/13/2010
1950. Intermix 8/14/2010
1951. Do Not Glower 8/14/2010
1952. Mythical 7/26/2010
1953. Rituals That Appal 7/26/2010
1954. A Worry 7/26/2010
1955. Our Health 7/26/2010
1956. My Patron 7/26/2010
1957. Playing With The Wolves 7/26/2010
1958. Life Is Vast 7/28/2010
1959. Highly Valued Objects 7/28/2010
1960. Love Of Courtesy 8/14/2010

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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