Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 25,124 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

3401. Stone Wall 12/8/2012
3402. The Vegetable 12/8/2012
3403. The Beat Of The Brain 12/12/2012
3404. Demise 12/12/2012
3405. Be Thanked 12/12/2012
3406. Burning Pain 12/13/2012
3407. His Fury 12/14/2012
3408. Wind Blows 12/15/2012
3409. Sacred River 12/15/2012
3410. Men Of Virtues 12/16/2012
3411. Each Man 12/16/2012
3412. Public 12/18/2012
3413. Like Violet Lights 12/20/2012
3414. Holy Sparks 12/20/2012
3415. Orchestral Death 12/21/2012
3416. Toys And Tomes 12/21/2012
3417. Beautiful Posture 12/23/2012
3418. Revenge And Good Time 12/23/2012
3419. Let Them Read 12/24/2012
3420. Their Best Work 12/24/2012
3421. Living Lakes 12/25/2012
3422. My Years And Months 12/25/2012
3423. In My Heart Of Hearts 12/25/2012
3424. Hastened Steps 12/25/2012
3425. A Gesture Of The Night 12/25/2012
3426. Cleansing Rain 12/25/2012
3427. Generated 12/26/2012
3428. To Dissipate With Time 12/26/2012
3429. Back-Pedaling 12/31/2012
3430. In The Time Of Homer 12/31/2012
3431. In A Room 12/31/2012
3432. Philosophical Star-Gazing 12/31/2012
3433. Star Of Stars 12/31/2012
3434. The Night Stays 1/1/2013
3435. Different Tales 1/1/2013
3436. Fault Of Others 1/1/2013
3437. My Brave Heart 1/1/2013
3438. After Sleep 1/1/2013
3439. Spirit Of Numbers 1/3/2013
3440. The Binding 1/4/2013

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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