Maya Angelou (4 April 1928)
Poems by Maya Angelou : 18 / 27
Still I Rise
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
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Still I Rise....is wonderful feeling. It is a call by a brave heart. It is like take bullet in your chest.
A poem written like a victory song. Something to shout over ones' self if need be.
i love it..you did not have kingdom so you decided to rule life..but i deny
...is the flavour of this poem
Maya..once again blown by her words.
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
This means that although people try to tear her down she will overcome that no matter what
I love this poem! I see it as motivation and read it whenever I'm upset. It reminds me that I'm in control of my own feelings and that I will only recieve respect if I respect myself. I am using this poem in an essay for my literature class as one of Maya Angelou's best poetry works (in my opinion) .
I love this poem! I see it as motivation and read it whenever I'm down. It reminds me that I'm in control of my own feelings and that I will only recieve respect if I respect myself. I am using this poem in an essay for my literature class as one of Maya Angelou's best poetry works (in my opinion) .
I love this poem! I see it as motivation and read it whenever I'm down. It reminds me that I'm in control of my own feelings and that I will only recieve respect if I respect myself. I am using this poem in an essay for my literature class as one of Maya Angelou's best poetry works (in my opinion) .
what an excellent poem. i love it and i love it very much.
It's a sad great Poem. The rise of the niggers, that rise from the pain and cant endure beyond their troubles. But she is near, something big and monstrous tortures them, God damned them, white men of virtues one time, they are not really black people but damned payed spy. And she is close to understand the trouble in her soul, the world alays has been so, unjust and like a somber day. She has gone to other lifes of pain and slavery that God had prepared for her, she is not unlucky like us, she is not a criminal, she is a slave in the God reign.