Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 29,352 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

3441. Bored And Absent 6/12/2013
3442. Temper Of The Night 6/13/2013
3443. Farewell To It 6/13/2013
3444. Dark Grounds 6/14/2013
3445. I See Stars 6/14/2013
3446. See With The Eyes 7/20/2013
3447. The Cerulean Sea 7/21/2013
3448. Heart Wonders 7/21/2013
3449. Temporal Universe 7/21/2013
3450. Neatly Dressed Droids 7/24/2013
3451. Also Cold 7/24/2013
3452. Still The Pens Wrote 7/25/2013
3453. Exalted 7/26/2013
3454. Spine 7/26/2013
3455. Grass Between My Toes 7/28/2013
3456. Long Evenings 7/29/2013
3457. Avenue Of Love 7/29/2013
3458. The Funambulist 7/29/2013
3459. Philosophical People 7/29/2013
3460. From Such A Kite 7/30/2013
3461. The Ultimate 8/2/2013
3462. Inside Bliss 8/5/2013
3463. Painful Danger 8/5/2013
3464. The Baking Street 8/6/2013
3465. Raid And Be 8/7/2013
3466. He Was Moody 8/9/2013
3467. Accept Nothingness 8/9/2013
3468. Acquisition 8/10/2013
3469. People Are Boring 8/13/2013
3470. Philosophical Life 8/13/2013
3471. I Discovered 8/14/2013
3472. I Must Be Tamed 8/18/2013
3473. In A Dark Underworld 8/19/2013
3474. The Duck 8/21/2013
3475. Slamming The Feet 8/21/2013
3476. Crisis In Your Life 7/10/2013
3477. My Eye 7/11/2013
3478. Splendid Sailor 7/11/2013
3479. Energies 7/12/2013
3480. With Sleepless Eyes 7/12/2013

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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