Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 29,376 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

3721. Life Has A Discourse 1/31/2014
3722. Huge Clocks 1/31/2014
3723. Guide Us Here 1/31/2014
3724. It Has Transpired 2/2/2014
3725. Covered In Envy 2/2/2014
3726. Flick The Switch 2/2/2014
3727. The Earth Has Promised 2/2/2014
3728. The Cannon 2/2/2014
3729. Dirty Lamp 2/3/2014
3730. The Human Pleasures 2/3/2014
3731. One Man 2/3/2014
3732. I Never Knew 2/5/2014
3733. Lately 2/6/2014
3734. Midnight Has Children 2/8/2014
3735. Great Mind 2/9/2014
3736. My Heart Is Sinking 2/9/2014
3737. Love Brings Love 2/10/2014
3738. Our Religion 2/11/2014
3739. My Path Is Fearful 2/11/2014
3740. Keep Adoration 2/11/2014
3741. The Night Follows The Day 2/11/2014
3742. Love Is This Kingdom 2/12/2014
3743. Being Of 2/12/2014
3744. Sent To Pain 2/12/2014
3745. Cubic House 2/12/2014
3746. A Tale 2/12/2014
3747. I Say To Decimate 2/12/2014
3748. Laughter Of One Nation 2/12/2014
3749. Eating By Paupers 2/12/2014
3750. The World Cry 2/13/2014
3751. I Became Silent 2/13/2014
3752. A Public Figure 11/16/2013
3753. The Alleys Of Rain 11/18/2013
3754. This Smiling Race 11/18/2013
3755. Strands Of Hair 11/18/2013
3756. A Covered Stag 11/20/2013
3757. Scientists 11/20/2013
3758. Glad Sight 11/21/2013
3759. Swimming Reptile 11/22/2013
3760. One Bitterness 11/23/2013

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

Computer Mania

Deliberate is the action that I pronounce,
On the minute, of all the hours, that laugh away.
So strong is my business contending the books,
Content in the knowledge of sentinels.

Your living is praising nobody but you,
It is an affair of compartments like rooms and boxes,
I loved all such fair thinking.