Naveed Akram

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

Naveed Akram Poems

2121. Desperate Solutions 10/20/2010
2122. Freedom Forming 10/20/2010
2123. Internally 10/20/2010
2124. Funerals 10/21/2010
2125. Wilting And Weak 10/21/2010
2126. Murky Matters 10/21/2010
2127. Blissfully Cool 10/21/2010
2128. Washed Animals 10/22/2010
2129. The Tub Of Water 10/22/2010
2130. Marching One 8/9/2010
2131. Dangers Pass 9/9/2010
2132. Seek An Adventure 9/10/2010
2133. Toy Face 10/22/2010
2134. Ungovernable In Her Arms 10/22/2010
2135. The Ghost Along The Tapestry 10/22/2010
2136. Disastrous Mountain 10/26/2010
2137. Story Of Drowning Family 10/26/2010
2138. Judge Distance 10/26/2010
2139. Winds Retire 10/26/2010
2140. Stupid Man 10/26/2010
2141. Crossbow 10/26/2010
2142. Drawing-Room 10/26/2010
2143. Poor Lady 10/27/2010
2144. Living Well 10/27/2010
2145. Scraping 10/27/2010
2146. Angry Ache 10/27/2010
2147. Just A Rock 10/27/2010
2148. The Wrong Brush 10/27/2010
2149. Words Of Peace 10/27/2010
2150. Sudden Force 10/27/2010
2151. So Flamed 10/27/2010
2152. Wars Above 10/28/2010
2153. Hysteria 10/28/2010
2154. Inscriptions 10/28/2010
2155. One Can Travel 10/28/2010
2156. Marches Of The River 10/28/2010
2157. The Podium 10/28/2010
2158. The Tablets 10/28/2010
2159. Old Reading 10/29/2010
2160. Strong Swimming 10/29/2010

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

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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