Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 23,484 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

3481. Coloured Handkerchief 7/12/2013
3482. Rocks Thrown 7/12/2013
3483. Sumptuous Sea 7/12/2013
3484. I Saw His Prison 7/12/2013
3485. Through My Life 7/13/2013
3486. Writing Rebels 7/13/2013
3487. The Creed Adopted 7/15/2013
3488. Guilt-Free 7/16/2013
3489. I Must Confess 7/16/2013
3490. The Jumping Man 8/22/2013
3491. Stammering 8/22/2013
3492. The Wrong Path 8/24/2013
3493. Once A Life 8/24/2013
3494. Cleanness 8/24/2013
3495. Quelling 8/26/2013
3496. Farewell To The Stars At Night 8/26/2013
3497. One Arm And One Leg 8/26/2013
3498. Remember Them Well 8/28/2013
3499. Tonight The Mist 8/30/2013
3500. Falsehood Has Allies 8/30/2013
3501. Very True Doctor 8/30/2013
3502. Alone At A Club 9/1/2013
3503. All The Time 9/1/2013
3504. Delinquency 9/2/2013
3505. Roaming Hearts 9/2/2013
3506. Mouth Wants 9/2/2013
3507. Gushing 9/2/2013
3508. The Telling 9/3/2013
3509. Constant Tears 9/4/2013
3510. My Complete Road 9/4/2013
3511. Monkey Island 9/4/2013
3512. Acts Of A Professor 9/5/2013
3513. Dykes And Diseases 9/5/2013
3514. Being Brother 9/5/2013
3515. Immunised 9/6/2013
3516. One Hears The Sea 9/7/2013
3517. The Weather Was Fine 9/8/2013
3518. Once Collected 9/9/2013
3519. Fugitives In The Wind 9/10/2013
3520. The Source 9/11/2013

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!

    4 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

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.

[Report Error]