Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 22,525 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

2721. Another Wink 8/19/2011
2722. My Right 8/19/2011
2723. Traffic 8/19/2011
2724. Style Of A Coward 8/19/2011
2725. Intellectuals 8/19/2011
2726. With Joy 8/19/2011
2727. To Deceive Me Carries Burden 8/19/2011
2728. To Be A Palace 8/20/2011
2729. Within The Tomb 8/20/2011
2730. Letters Or Feathers? 8/20/2011
2731. Amazement 8/20/2011
2732. My Boy 8/31/2011
2733. A Long Love 8/31/2011
2734. Lead Us Into The Earth 9/1/2011
2735. Design My Heart 9/1/2011
2736. Across Lakes 9/2/2011
2737. Learning Too Much 9/2/2011
2738. My Plans 9/3/2011
2739. To God I Promise 9/3/2011
2740. Flummoxed 9/4/2011
2741. Marriage 9/4/2011
2742. An Adult Stares 9/4/2011
2743. In My Pocket 9/4/2011
2744. Tears Of Mankind 9/4/2011
2745. Fascists 9/5/2011
2746. Endless Love 9/5/2011
2747. I Alone 9/5/2011
2748. Given From Memory 9/6/2011
2749. Window 9/6/2011
2750. Books To Be Read 9/7/2011
2751. My Mind Collapses 9/8/2011
2752. Come With Your Weapon 9/8/2011
2753. Springing With Mistakes 9/8/2011
2754. Psychotic 9/9/2011
2755. Disobedience 9/9/2011
2756. Ovation 9/9/2011
2757. Mask 9/10/2011
2758. A Receptacle 9/10/2011
2759. Ruined By Sitting 9/11/2011
2760. Portly Man 9/12/2011

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

Computer Mania

Deliberate is the action that I pronounce,
On the minute, of all the hours, that laugh away.
So strong is my business contending the books,
Content in the knowledge of sentinels.

Your living is praising nobody but you,
It is an affair of compartments like rooms and boxes,
I loved all such fair thinking.

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