Maya Angelou

(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)

Maya Angelou Poems

41. They Went Home 6/18/2005
42. Passing Time 1/3/2003
43. Million Man March Poem 1/3/2003
44. A Conceit 1/3/2003
45. The Lesson 1/3/2003
46. Men 1/3/2003
47. Woman Work 1/3/2003
48. Touched By An Angel 1/3/2003
49. Alone 1/3/2003
50. Caged Bird 1/3/2003
51. Still I Rise 1/3/2003

Comments about Maya Angelou

  • Abishek subedi (6/22/2018 11:06:00 PM)

    Poem on our religious

    2 person liked.
    2 person did not like.
  • LikhithaMS (6/22/2018 10:51:00 AM)

    I want puradara das poem

  • Haidee Majola (6/22/2018 2:28:00 AM)

    The depth of this poem is astounding
    The meaning is so profound
    Your words strung together like that
    Evoke emotions poignant yet proud in those who find in it resonance
    In every corner of the universe knowing where we've been
    Yet even as we have come this far in time
    Time has left some behind in mentality
    Thank you Ms Angelou for a poem that makes me proud too.

  • Truthbomb McGee (6/17/2018 6:16:00 PM)

    Maya has absolute trash poems, put her poetry in the trash. Talks about heaps of useless stuff, I really don't care.

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  • Naryiah (6/7/2018 11:06:00 AM)

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  • faith thomas (6/3/2018 8:47:00 PM)

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Best Poem of Maya Angelou

Still I Rise

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may tread me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you? ...

Read the full of Still I Rise

They Went Home

They went home and told their wives,
that never once in all their lives,
had they known a girl like me,
But... They went home.

They said my house was licking clean,
no word I spoke was ever mean,
I had an air of mystery,
But... They went home.

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