Naveed Akram

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

Naveed Akram Poems

1961. Had Surgery 8/16/2010
1962. Release Me 8/17/2010
1963. Massive Bursts 8/17/2010
1964. Boats 7/23/2006
1965. Demolished Person 8/19/2010
1966. Dehydrated 8/19/2010
1967. Man 8/2/2006
1968. Royal Accent 8/2/2006
1969. Avenues 8/20/2010
1970. Virtuous 8/21/2010
1971. Inspiration 8/21/2010
1972. To Pound Into Salt 8/21/2010
1973. Many Suns 8/21/2010
1974. Liking Colours 8/21/2010
1975. Stretches 8/22/2010
1976. Ceremonies 8/22/2010
1977. No Eyes 8/22/2010
1978. A Sob 8/22/2010
1979. Wise Brain 8/23/2010
1980. This Creation 8/23/2010
1981. The Decades 8/23/2010
1982. O Student 8/23/2010
1983. Please Me Now 8/23/2010
1984. Organizations 8/25/2010
1985. Real Insight 8/25/2010
1986. Stars At Night 8/25/2010
1987. Equations 8/25/2010
1988. Sensible Thinker 8/25/2010
1989. Unlawful Business 8/25/2010
1990. The Dale 8/26/2010
1991. Perfect Performance 8/26/2010
1992. To Attain 8/26/2010
1993. Many Boast 8/27/2010
1994. Colourful Dresses 8/27/2010
1995. Destroy The Years 8/27/2010
1996. The Crust Broke 8/28/2010
1997. Pull The Skin 8/28/2010
1998. Blackened Land 8/28/2010
1999. Satanic Nature 8/28/2010
2000. Clever Voices 8/28/2010

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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