Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 28,527 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

3881. The Little Shoes 5/19/2014
3882. Evil Sage 5/19/2014
3883. Never Deceive 5/19/2014
3884. Always Winning 5/19/2014
3885. Enthralled By The Light 5/19/2014
3886. Tonight Is A Right 5/19/2014
3887. Baby Balls 5/20/2014
3888. With Spindles 5/20/2014
3889. Luck Has To Come 2/28/2014
3890. The Sections Of Youth 2/28/2014
3891. Bear Incident 2/28/2014
3892. Cold Humanity 3/2/2014
3893. Everlasting Dreams 3/2/2014
3894. Feel Your Heart 3/2/2014
3895. Punish With Whips 3/2/2014
3896. The Euphoria 3/4/2014
3897. Wise Men 3/4/2014
3898. Slaves Have Descended 3/6/2014
3899. Determine The Best 3/6/2014
3900. You Tell 3/6/2014
3901. Eagle’s Song 3/6/2014
3902. The Three 3/7/2014
3903. To Evaporate 3/7/2014
3904. They Walk Instead 3/12/2014
3905. Deadly Honest 3/12/2014
3906. One Force 3/13/2014
3907. One Whisper 3/15/2014
3908. Dismiss The Higher Suffering 3/15/2014
3909. Careless Time 3/16/2014
3910. Give To Me My Heart 3/19/2014
3911. Short Worry In The Twisting Lagoon 3/19/2014
3912. Boulders Of A Mountain 3/19/2014
3913. The Time Of Warnings 3/21/2014
3914. Affable Man 3/21/2014
3915. Cares By Night 3/27/2014
3916. Gradual Earth 3/28/2014
3917. Physics Of The Mounds 3/28/2014
3918. To Unite My Hand 3/29/2014
3919. One World Rescuing Me 3/29/2014
3920. Notice How My Song Is So 3/31/2014

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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