Mariam de Haan

Rookie - 124 Points (04 October 1993 / Pemba, Tanzania)

Mariam de Haan Poems

1. La Petite Môme 9/20/2012
2. The Sidecar Ride 9/20/2012
3. Confined Living 9/20/2012
4. Terror 9/20/2012
5. Look Up To See 9/23/2012
6. Watching The Seasons 9/24/2012
7. Beauty Of Fools 9/26/2012
8. God's Miracle 10/21/2012
9. The Land 12/12/2012
10. Reading Into It 12/12/2012
11. The Tree Of Sin 12/16/2012
12. The Girl That Lives In Dreams 12/16/2012
13. The Language Thieves 1/7/2013
14. Reason Vs. Lust 1/18/2013
15. Young Beauty 1/18/2013
16. A Country Not A Home 2/17/2013
17. Just Because 3/1/2013
18. In The Memory Of A Man 3/23/2013
19. Detainees 4/16/2013
20. The Forgotten 12/15/2013
21. A White Wall 12/15/2013
22. Hagia Sophia's Embrace 12/29/2013
23. Nightmares In The Day 1/26/2014
24. Cha Kwetu (Our Own) 2/16/2014
25. Third World 5/2/2014
26. The Story Of Spice Islander 9/9/2014
27. Nature's Love Story 10/11/2014
28. Ask Yourself 8/2/2014
29. Savage At Heart 12/15/2013
30. Listen 2/1/2015
31. Onward 6/20/2014
32. Quick Question 12/4/2012
33. A Cup Of Tea 12/4/2012
34. Another Poem 10/7/2012
35. The Story Of Two 9/24/2012
36. Breathing 9/20/2012
37. Bodysurfing 9/20/2012
38. An Angry Woman's Prayer 2/24/2013
39. To My English Teacher 1/26/2015
40. Number 4 9/20/2012
Best Poem of Mariam de Haan

My True Identity

I'm changing.
Yes I know my face is the same
So is my name
And I'm still only partially sane,
But I'm changing.

I found true beauty.
It's always been in front of me
But I guess I was to blind to see.
And I'm happy.

I never understood why they cry when they read the words.
I never understood why a rock meant such worth.
I never understood why they prepare for the worst.

Now look at me.
One chapter and I'm teary.
I stand five times but don't grow weary.
I guess it's because I found me,
My true identity.

Read the full of My True Identity

The Sidecar Ride

The tyres kiss the tarmac
Pushing us forward
Past the trees and bushes
Past the men and women

Steal into a life
A man cleans his roof
Children go to Sunday prayers
All watching as we rush by

Be amazed as I go by
Something new, different
A motorbike but more
It's little baby setlles beside it

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