Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 24,836 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

3521. Once Collected 9/9/2013
3522. Fugitives In The Wind 9/10/2013
3523. The Source 9/11/2013
3524. Tree Of Diamonds 9/12/2013
3525. All Men 9/12/2013
3526. The Jumping Man 8/22/2013
3527. Stammering 8/22/2013
3528. The Wrong Path 8/24/2013
3529. Once A Life 8/24/2013
3530. Cleanness 8/24/2013
3531. Quelling 8/26/2013
3532. Farewell To The Stars At Night 8/26/2013
3533. One Arm And One Leg 8/26/2013
3534. Remember Them Well 8/28/2013
3535. Tonight The Mist 8/30/2013
3536. Falsehood Has Allies 8/30/2013
3537. Very True Doctor 8/30/2013
3538. Alone At A Club 9/1/2013
3539. All The Time 9/1/2013
3540. Words In Existence 9/12/2013
3541. Like A Pyramid 9/12/2013
3542. It Was Eccentric 9/12/2013
3543. Under The Dawn-Rays 9/13/2013
3544. Come With Me 9/13/2013
3545. My Honourable Ones 9/14/2013
3546. In The Manor 9/14/2013
3547. My Open Book 9/17/2013
3548. Shameful And Successful 9/17/2013
3549. So Very Divine 9/17/2013
3550. Comely Day 9/17/2013
3551. Concept Of 9/18/2013
3552. Leader Of The City 9/18/2013
3553. One Day 9/18/2013
3554. Beauteous Knowledge 9/19/2013
3555. Pleasant Radio 9/19/2013
3556. Those Liars 9/19/2013
3557. Report Of Belief 9/19/2013
3558. This Gentleman 9/19/2013
3559. I Had Been 9/19/2013
3560. Golden Sword 9/19/2013

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

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.

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