Naveed Akram

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

Naveed Akram Poems

3281. My Mother And I 3/25/2013
3282. Squabbles 3/25/2013
3283. Just Four Seasons 3/25/2013
3284. Very Upsetting 4/3/2013
3285. On Certainty 4/3/2013
3286. Wars And Words 4/4/2013
3287. Worshiping Deeds 4/4/2013
3288. Ghosts Of Silk 4/4/2013
3289. Some Authors 4/4/2013
3290. Open The Doors To Paradise 4/5/2013
3291. Tremors Exist 4/5/2013
3292. Bitter Geese 4/5/2013
3293. Smile, Don’t Scorn 4/7/2013
3294. Upsetting Sun 4/10/2013
3295. Little, Little Men 4/10/2013
3296. Musical Menu 4/10/2013
3297. Of The Plagues 4/10/2013
3298. Conscripted 4/10/2013
3299. Detailed Prison 4/11/2013
3300. Doorway 4/11/2013
3301. The Anatomy 4/11/2013
3302. Future Astronomy 4/11/2013
3303. Job Of Truth 4/11/2013
3304. Pennies Of Action 4/13/2013
3305. Understand The Stars 4/13/2013
3306. Screaming Toys 4/13/2013
3307. Masterful And Powerful 4/14/2013
3308. Colourful Herbs 4/14/2013
3309. Like Grendel 4/14/2013
3310. Heavenwards 4/14/2013
3311. Shining Light 4/14/2013
3312. The Rite 4/14/2013
3313. Centre Of The Clock 4/15/2013
3314. The Rune And The King 4/15/2013
3315. Winter Beds 4/16/2013
3316. Many Have Striven 4/16/2013
3317. Divine Mystery 4/16/2013
3318. Passing 4/17/2013
3319. The Same Globe 4/17/2013
3320. The Land Of Surprise 4/17/2013

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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