Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 25,243 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

3881. The Root Of Truth 5/17/2014
3882. Sole Ruler 5/18/2014
3883. After Bread 5/18/2014
3884. Judging The Past 5/18/2014
3885. When Man Exists 5/18/2014
3886. I Am Stone And He Is Dust 5/19/2014
3887. Pond Water 5/19/2014
3888. The Little Shoes 5/19/2014
3889. Evil Sage 5/19/2014
3890. Never Deceive 5/19/2014
3891. Always Winning 5/19/2014
3892. Enthralled By The Light 5/19/2014
3893. Tonight Is A Right 5/19/2014
3894. Baby Balls 5/20/2014
3895. With Spindles 5/20/2014
3896. Whole Swan 9/15/2013
3897. Just One Shot 9/16/2013
3898. Half A Million Peasants 9/21/2013
3899. Becoming A Revolution 9/21/2013
3900. I Am Golden 12/15/2013
3901. Real Lord 12/15/2013
3902. Duty Of Soldiers 12/16/2013
3903. They Walk Instead 3/12/2014
3904. Deadly Honest 3/12/2014
3905. One Force 3/13/2014
3906. One Whisper 3/15/2014
3907. Dismiss The Higher Suffering 3/15/2014
3908. Careless Time 3/16/2014
3909. Give To Me My Heart 3/19/2014
3910. Short Worry In The Twisting Lagoon 3/19/2014
3911. Boulders Of A Mountain 3/19/2014
3912. The Time Of Warnings 3/21/2014
3913. Affable Man 3/21/2014
3914. The Stars Are Brighter 12/26/2013
3915. To Tell Is To Know 12/27/2013
3916. Just A Day 12/27/2013
3917. Be The One 12/28/2013
3918. My Elements Of Man 3/24/2014
3919. For Hearts 3/24/2014
3920. The Clothes Of The Universe 3/25/2014

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

On This Earth

On this earth you are worth a world of doings and deeds,
A sidekick, a barter, a goal has been uprooted from you.
About the heavens. we time ourselves as fire and lines
Of poetry, lines of buildings and words that concern.
Who has art now that screens of blue and white are ignited?

The big bang connects me to questions and answers of time,
This earth is a door to gifts of prophecy and their glare.
Our prison reminds us, poisons us, positions us so we care

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