Naveed Akram

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

Naveed Akram Poems

3361. Adored Object 5/5/2013
3362. My Radiation 6/7/2013
3363. The Same Finesse 6/19/2013
3364. Some Stars 6/19/2013
3365. Open The Freezers 6/19/2013
3366. Mild Handling 6/19/2013
3367. One Flower 6/21/2013
3368. The Instigation 6/21/2013
3369. The Servant Of The Hour 6/21/2013
3370. Lost Partner 6/21/2013
3371. Forming Word After Word 6/21/2013
3372. Climb And Relax 6/21/2013
3373. Attacks Of Comfort 6/22/2013
3374. Growing Phantoms 6/23/2013
3375. Famous Events 6/23/2013
3376. Two Candles 6/23/2013
3377. Something To Test 6/24/2013
3378. Swim In War 6/24/2013
3379. My Act Or Dance 6/24/2013
3380. I Read The Paper 6/25/2013
3381. Genuine Crater 6/25/2013
3382. Her Voice For Life 6/25/2013
3383. In The Whole Mood 6/25/2013
3384. His Brother 6/25/2013
3385. A Wonder 6/25/2013
3386. The Train Made Me Play 6/25/2013
3387. Plans From The Heavens 6/27/2013
3388. Sweet Home 6/27/2013
3389. Win Over 6/28/2013
3390. Know That 6/28/2013
3391. Belief Of The Winter 6/28/2013
3392. Snake In A Bag 6/28/2013
3393. Island Of Pleasure 6/29/2013
3394. Seat Of Pleasure 6/29/2013
3395. To Our Souls 6/29/2013
3396. To Become Itself 6/29/2013
3397. Pillars Of Destruction 6/29/2013
3398. Best Opening 6/30/2013
3399. All Art 6/30/2013
3400. Clamour Of The Public 7/1/2013

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!

    5 person liked.
    2 person did not like.
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.

[Report Error]