Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 25,473 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

2881. Surprised Being 7/13/2011
2882. Foolish Flames 7/14/2011
2883. A Deformity 7/14/2011
2884. Warm Evening 7/22/2011
2885. Slept Well 7/22/2011
2886. Once, There Were Stars 7/23/2011
2887. Evening Restaurant 7/23/2011
2888. Folding The Sun 7/23/2011
2889. Gathering Ghosts 7/24/2011
2890. Criminal Lights 7/23/2011
2891. Little Paths To Take 7/23/2011
2892. Air Of Climbing 7/23/2011
2893. Diathesis 7/20/2011
2894. King Of Humanity 7/24/2011
2895. Heart’s Chambers 7/24/2011
2896. Other Nights 7/24/2011
2897. Apparel 7/24/2011
2898. My Saying 7/24/2011
2899. Religious Life 7/24/2011
2900. Elixir 7/25/2011
2901. Relaxed Mind 7/25/2011
2902. Time And Another Time 7/24/2011
2903. The Path And Wall 7/24/2011
2904. Speeches Of Happiness 7/24/2011
2905. Demure 7/26/2011
2906. Power Of Death 7/26/2011
2907. Plains Of Arnon 7/26/2011
2908. East To West 7/3/2011
2909. Beleaguered Army 7/28/2011
2910. Atoms 7/28/2011
2911. My Life Is Fast 7/28/2011
2912. Surreptitious Slave 7/28/2011
2913. The Spiritual World 7/28/2011
2914. I Am Brave In Heaven 7/14/2011
2915. Sorry To Hear It 7/13/2011
2916. Our Party 5/15/2011
2917. Great Children 5/15/2011
2918. Wise Potion 7/29/2011
2919. A Bastion Of Knowledge 7/30/2011
2920. Embrocate 7/30/2011

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

Creation

I am suited to innocence as much as whiteness,
And the dark skies witness behaved-ones.
Looking in my direction the sunly objects fit my eye,
Once ago I say.

Too much is known and forgiven of late,
Late work is made of love fortunately on a saying
That indicated the holiness of mine:
To see God and be a part of it.

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