Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 23,299 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

3641. Pointing To Them 6/12/2013
3642. Bored And Absent 6/12/2013
3643. Temper Of The Night 6/13/2013
3644. Farewell To It 6/13/2013
3645. Dark Grounds 6/14/2013
3646. I See Stars 6/14/2013
3647. See With The Eyes 7/20/2013
3648. The Cerulean Sea 7/21/2013
3649. Heart Wonders 7/21/2013
3650. Temporal Universe 7/21/2013
3651. Neatly Dressed Droids 7/24/2013
3652. Also Cold 7/24/2013
3653. Still The Pens Wrote 7/25/2013
3654. Exalted 7/26/2013
3655. Spine 7/26/2013
3656. Grass Between My Toes 7/28/2013
3657. Long Evenings 7/29/2013
3658. Avenue Of Love 7/29/2013
3659. The Funambulist 7/29/2013
3660. Philosophical People 7/29/2013
3661. From Such A Kite 7/30/2013
3662. The Ultimate 8/2/2013
3663. Inside Bliss 8/5/2013
3664. Painful Danger 8/5/2013
3665. The Baking Street 8/6/2013
3666. Raid And Be 8/7/2013
3667. He Was Moody 8/9/2013
3668. Accept Nothingness 8/9/2013
3669. Acquisition 8/10/2013
3670. People Are Boring 8/13/2013
3671. Philosophical Life 8/13/2013
3672. I Discovered 8/14/2013
3673. I Must Be Tamed 8/18/2013
3674. In A Dark Underworld 8/19/2013
3675. The Duck 8/21/2013
3676. Slamming The Feet 8/21/2013
3677. Crisis In Your Life 7/10/2013
3678. My Eye 7/11/2013
3679. Splendid Sailor 7/11/2013
3680. Energies 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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