Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 29,330 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

3601. Roots Of Men 11/12/2013
3602. Why Am I Chosen? 11/12/2013
3603. My Statements Of Joy 11/13/2013
3604. Villainous 9/21/2013
3605. Little Present 9/21/2013
3606. Dumb Forests 9/21/2013
3607. The Man Of Open Godliness 9/21/2013
3608. Time Stood Still 9/22/2013
3609. Slow Sunrise 9/22/2013
3610. Many Giants 9/22/2013
3611. In My Hand 9/22/2013
3612. Present Time 9/23/2013
3613. The Circle Of Seating 9/25/2013
3614. Speak Like Snakes 9/27/2013
3615. Both Are Martyred 9/27/2013
3616. The First Time With You 9/27/2013
3617. Blood And Customs 9/27/2013
3618. Upsetting Thoughts 9/28/2013
3619. Same Dreams 9/29/2013
3620. Dressed In Black 9/29/2013
3621. Reruns 9/27/2013
3622. Waiting Angrily 9/27/2013
3623. Death Looks At Death 9/30/2013
3624. A Familiar Tune 9/30/2013
3625. His Stomach 10/1/2013
3626. Random Jumping 10/2/2013
3627. A Public Figure 11/16/2013
3628. The Alleys Of Rain 11/18/2013
3629. This Smiling Race 11/18/2013
3630. Strands Of Hair 11/18/2013
3631. A Covered Stag 11/20/2013
3632. Scientists 11/20/2013
3633. Glad Sight 11/21/2013
3634. Swimming Reptile 11/22/2013
3635. One Bitterness 11/23/2013
3636. Slopes 11/24/2013
3637. Combining With 11/25/2013
3638. Revered Hills 11/25/2013
3639. The Moves 11/25/2013
3640. The Moons Are Beneficial 11/26/2013

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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