Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 25,471 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

3281. Source Of The Voice 3/4/2013
3282. The Students 3/5/2013
3283. Bandits 3/5/2013
3284. The Signpost 3/7/2013
3285. Remember Your Medicine 3/14/2013
3286. The Course Of Time 3/14/2013
3287. Hunching 3/15/2013
3288. The Story Of Wine 3/21/2013
3289. The Stars Wept 3/25/2013
3290. Grey Spaces 3/25/2013
3291. Spindles 3/25/2013
3292. My Mother And I 3/25/2013
3293. Squabbles 3/25/2013
3294. Just Four Seasons 3/25/2013
3295. Very Upsetting 4/3/2013
3296. On Certainty 4/3/2013
3297. Wars And Words 4/4/2013
3298. Worshiping Deeds 4/4/2013
3299. Ghosts Of Silk 4/4/2013
3300. Some Authors 4/4/2013
3301. Open The Doors To Paradise 4/5/2013
3302. Tremors Exist 4/5/2013
3303. Bitter Geese 4/5/2013
3304. Smile, Don’t Scorn 4/7/2013
3305. Upsetting Sun 4/10/2013
3306. Little, Little Men 4/10/2013
3307. Musical Menu 4/10/2013
3308. Of The Plagues 4/10/2013
3309. Conscripted 4/10/2013
3310. Detailed Prison 4/11/2013
3311. Doorway 4/11/2013
3312. The Anatomy 4/11/2013
3313. Future Astronomy 4/11/2013
3314. Job Of Truth 4/11/2013
3315. Pennies Of Action 4/13/2013
3316. Understand The Stars 4/13/2013
3317. Screaming Toys 4/13/2013
3318. Masterful And Powerful 4/14/2013
3319. Colourful Herbs 4/14/2013
3320. Like Grendel 4/14/2013

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

Space Around

May the space around you be empty,
May we sit on chairs of gold and jewels,
This universe excels the drops of the ocean,
So we are richer than those who commit flames.

Listen to the sea and hear its majesty, fulfilling silence,
It is fulfilling quiet sounds of the universe,
Like a jar of gold and silver, that is amazing.
So we are richer than those nations of wealth.

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