Maya Angelou

(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)

Comments about Maya Angelou

  • Ransome Adejugbe Ransome Adejugbe (7/14/2015 12:32:00 PM)

    From the story of your life,
    I learnt so much about life.
    One need not to despair,
    Even life itself is unfair.

    So, we have to prepare
    As learn more that make us greater.

    So some day we can be great like you.

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  • Julius Lenjatin (7/7/2015 6:50:00 AM)

    Maya, has taught me a lot, not just in her words but also on how to use them in our day to day life

  • Kushagra gupta (7/7/2015 12:36:00 AM)

    I love it

  • Tinmoe Htwe (6/29/2015 9:52:00 PM)

    I like this.

  • Gauri Vyas Gauri Vyas (6/28/2015 2:00:00 AM)

    she is just too BEAUTIFUL as a woman...INCREDIBILITY on her versatility..MAYA [3

  • Shivangi Vyas Shivangi Vyas (6/17/2015 6:35:00 AM)

    legendary poet..! she herself is a phenomenal women..! !
    friends read my poems- http: //www.poemhunter.com/poem/its-never-too-late-for-change/comments.asp

  • Kesaobaka Abednego Mogwase Kesaobaka Abednego Mogwase (6/15/2015 6:20:00 AM)

    LEGEND! Poetry lost a phenomenal woman

  • Amanda Basaiawmoit Amanda Basaiawmoit (6/9/2015 4:34:00 PM)

    a phenomenal woman....on a phenomenal woman

  • Deepankar Chakraborty Deepankar Chakraborty (5/24/2015 12:50:00 AM)

    Reading about her first.

  • p.a. noushad p.a. noushad (5/20/2015 5:52:00 PM)

    maya, beautiful verses.

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 ...

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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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