Maya Angelou

(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)

Still I Rise - Poem by Maya Angelou

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may tread me in the very dirt
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Comments about Still I Rise by Maya Angelou

  • Bjpafa Meragente (7/19/2017 5:31:00 PM)


    And so they rose.Arise, it is time to be valiant.Woman, never doubt. (Report) Reply

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  • (7/19/2017 11:23:00 AM)


    A very Wonderful piece (Report) Reply

  • (7/14/2017 2:00:00 AM)


    Amazing poems (Report) Reply

  • (7/12/2017 3:04:00 AM)


    Wonderful! .......... (Report) Reply

  • Stephanie Hazle (7/11/2017 10:08:00 AM)


    Simple the best of the best. (Report) Reply

  • (7/10/2017 8:37:00 AM)


    i cannot have enough of this poem. simple but a hell of expression. (Report) Reply

  • (7/10/2017 2:35:00 AM)


    And even in death, she still rises! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Eric Berry (7/3/2017 7:18:00 PM)


    Beautiful (Report) Reply

  • (7/2/2017 11:45:00 AM)


    curious how an association of simple and everyday words would produce such a brilliant and relevant piece of poetry. (Report) Reply

  • Michael Hopkins (7/2/2017 8:21:00 AM)


    Yes, she is arisen in the words that she left behind. (Report) Reply

  • (6/25/2017 10:15:00 PM)


    This poem is better than I thought it would be, as I had thought that Maya Angelou
    was overrated. Not so here, as her poem is authentic and sassy-which I like.
    Brilliant repetition of 'I rise'.
    (Report) Reply

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (6/24/2017 6:36:00 AM)


    Beautiful composition with nice penmanship. Thrilling expression.I like most lines are...poet Maya Angelou #1 on top 500 poets Poet's PagePoemsQuotesCommentsStatsE-BooksBiographyVideosShare on FacebookShare on Twitter
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    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.. Thanks to the soul of Maya Angelou.
    (Report) Reply

  • Hassan Hayati (6/23/2017 10:06:00 PM)


    I love this poem, it rises hope in the worst mood (Report) Reply

  • Suresh Raavi (6/18/2017 3:29:00 AM)


    Very inspirational & Amazing (Report) Reply

  • Adolf Baloyi (6/14/2017 3:20:00 AM)


    What a gift to the universe, a black angel Maya Angelou may her soul rest in peace (Report) Reply

  • (6/13/2017 1:00:00 PM)


    HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAH! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Pilar Mogollon (6/10/2017 3:22:00 PM)


    a resounding hll yes! Yes, yes, yes! Does it come as a surprise
    That I dance like I've got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs? Oh how I love that descriptive. Although I see now exceptionality, personally, in diamonds. The end is my favorite part, from out of the huts... on. That is just exquisite.
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  • (6/1/2017 6:13:00 AM)


    Amazing (Report) Reply

  • (5/31/2017 6:27:00 AM)


    What mind blowing lines¡
    From the start to the end.
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  • (5/29/2017 1:52:00 PM)


    Wow I dance like I've got Diamonds (Report) Reply



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