Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 28,527 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

2961. Steel Eyes 5/30/2012
2962. With The Mind 5/30/2012
2963. You Must Welcome 6/2/2012
2964. Claiming Danger 6/7/2012
2965. A Man's World 6/7/2012
2966. Just Innocent Children 6/7/2012
2967. Banner Of Love 6/7/2012
2968. Commanding The Enemy 6/7/2012
2969. Attitudes 6/7/2012
2970. Power Of Folly 6/7/2012
2971. Seconds Tick 6/11/2012
2972. Land Called Ours 6/11/2012
2973. My Meaning 6/13/2012
2974. Physics Has Power 6/13/2012
2975. Festooned Man 6/13/2012
2976. Swift Melody 11/11/2011
2977. On And On 11/11/2011
2978. Maddened By Them 11/13/2011
2979. Dismay And Honour 11/13/2011
2980. Dangerous Duty 11/14/2011
2981. His Highness 11/15/2011
2982. Judge Them 11/15/2011
2983. Truck 11/15/2011
2984. For Heaven 11/17/2011
2985. Women And Men 11/17/2011
2986. Poets' Poems 11/18/2011
2987. Small Life 11/18/2011
2988. My Thinkers 11/20/2011
2989. Ashes 11/20/2011
2990. Powerful Whirlpools 11/20/2011
2991. Doctor's Visit 11/20/2011
2992. I Sat Down 11/20/2011
2993. The Lovin' Crocodile 11/20/2011
2994. Blood Of River 11/21/2011
2995. Men And Monsters 11/21/2011
2996. Walls 11/22/2011
2997. How Fast Is The Enemy? 11/22/2011
2998. Desire Of The Forest 11/22/2011
2999. Suspect 11/22/2011
3000. The Slaughter 11/22/2011

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

Four Seasons

Some of us will hurt of the inferior people,
Any of the people whose violence is solid,
And very many years are forgotten of summer,
And so much has everything in spring,
And so many have a generation in winter,
Because the Autumn is superior.

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