Maya Angelou

(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)

Comments about Maya Angelou

  • You''reAllEitherNice, Rude, OrAnnoying (12/13/2017 3:48:00 PM)

    You're all either nice, @alexa, rude, @Madison Nauman, or annoying, @Anonymous.

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  • Madison Nauman (12/12/2017 12:42:00 PM)

    This woman sucks at writing poems I mean wtf is this honestly
    Love. Madison

  • William Shakespeare (12/12/2017 12:41:00 PM)

    How am I behind you wtf

  • Madison Nauman (12/12/2017 12:40:00 PM)

    This woman sucks at writing poems I mean wtf is this honestly

  • thats wonderful (12/11/2017 12:49:00 PM)

    she is a wonderful woman who fought for rights be who you can be

  • alexa (12/9/2017 12:45:00 PM)

    Maya Angelou was one of the greatest people to live. i feel like she wrote this poem on acceptance. accepting each and every single person and loving them for who they are and who they wish to be. people like her and princess Diana were the reason the world could have been saved from being destroyed by...itself.

  • Kur Chenun (12/8/2017 7:32:00 AM)

    so nice

  • lethola (12/5/2017 2:44:00 PM)

    Add a comment kgutlela hae

  • Jesking Amu Jesking Amu (12/1/2017 6:58:00 PM)

    Maya Angelou has a way of transforming thoughts into writings by comparing them to nature and everything else around her... she's more just a creative poet, i see her as a genius.

  • Inspirations (11/30/2017 7:02:00 PM)

    @maya Angelou you are an inspiration for young and old.you are a “phenomenal woman“

Best Poem of Maya Angelou

Phenomenal Woman

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my ...

Read the full of Phenomenal Woman

The Lesson

I keep on dying again.
Veins collapse, opening like the
Small fists of sleeping
Children.
Memory of old tombs,
Rotting flesh and worms do
Not convince me against
The challenge. The years
And cold defeat live deep in
Lines along my face.
They dull my eyes, yet
I keep on dying,
Because I love to live.

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