Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 29,330 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

2521. Life Is Dreaming 6/14/2011
2522. The Birds 6/17/2011
2523. End Matters 6/17/2011
2524. Souls Of Rest 6/19/2011
2525. Rights Of The Individual 6/19/2011
2526. The Journey Of Miles 6/21/2011
2527. My Hands And Feet 6/21/2011
2528. Wise For Eternity 6/22/2011
2529. From The Pen 6/22/2011
2530. Profuse Understanding 6/22/2011
2531. More Water 6/23/2011
2532. Of The Day 6/24/2011
2533. An Island 6/25/2011
2534. To Take The Place 6/25/2011
2535. In The Doorway 6/25/2011
2536. Big Hand 6/25/2011
2537. Of Names 6/25/2011
2538. My Face 6/26/2011
2539. Gazing Out 6/26/2011
2540. Czar 6/26/2011
2541. Older 6/26/2011
2542. Fate 6/27/2011
2543. I Heard Him 6/27/2011
2544. Carrying Demons 6/27/2011
2545. My Madhouse 6/27/2011
2546. Smaller Instrument 6/27/2011
2547. Ceiling Of Life 6/27/2011
2548. I Sat 6/29/2011
2549. Many Speak Like Giants 6/30/2011
2550. Now Came Death 6/30/2011
2551. Return To Disasters 7/1/2011
2552. Place Of God 7/1/2011
2553. Blind Man’s Eyes 7/1/2011
2554. Wisdom In It 7/1/2011
2555. Love Of Flowers 7/2/2011
2556. My Cruelty 7/2/2011
2557. Roasting 7/3/2011
2558. Liar - Land 7/3/2011
2559. Muffins To Eat 7/4/2011
2560. Numberless 7/4/2011

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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