Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 24,730 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

3561. In My Hand 9/22/2013
3562. Present Time 9/23/2013
3563. The Circle Of Seating 9/25/2013
3564. Speak Like Snakes 9/27/2013
3565. Both Are Martyred 9/27/2013
3566. The First Time With You 9/27/2013
3567. Blood And Customs 9/27/2013
3568. Upsetting Thoughts 9/28/2013
3569. Same Dreams 9/29/2013
3570. Dressed In Black 9/29/2013
3571. Reruns 9/27/2013
3572. Waiting Angrily 9/27/2013
3573. Death Looks At Death 9/30/2013
3574. A Familiar Tune 9/30/2013
3575. His Stomach 10/1/2013
3576. Random Jumping 10/2/2013
3577. Godly Hurting 4/16/2013
3578. House And Palace 4/14/2013
3579. Eternal Failure 10/3/2013
3580. One Is Supreme 10/3/2013
3581. Highway 10/4/2013
3582. Moving Shapes 10/4/2013
3583. Heart Of Strength 10/5/2013
3584. Listening To Judgement 10/7/2013
3585. Tables And Teachers 10/9/2013
3586. Water In A Well 10/9/2013
3587. To Love Something 10/9/2013
3588. My Soundness 10/9/2013
3589. These Woods 10/9/2013
3590. Throwing A Ball 10/9/2013
3591. Me And My Pet 10/9/2013
3592. To The Gardens 10/10/2013
3593. Wild Manners 10/10/2013
3594. Hospitals 10/11/2013
3595. Fine Song 10/11/2013
3596. Origin 10/12/2013
3597. The Melancholy Night 10/13/2013
3598. You Are Sorry 10/13/2013
3599. Robotic Acts 10/14/2013
3600. Colossal Cabins 10/14/2013

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

Creation

I am suited to innocence as much as whiteness,
And the dark skies witness behaved-ones.
Looking in my direction the sunly objects fit my eye,
Once ago I say.

Too much is known and forgiven of late,
Late work is made of love fortunately on a saying
That indicated the holiness of mine:
To see God and be a part of it.

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