MaLikah Posted June 26, 2003 I came across this poem and I think its an inspiration to all Women (ok..fine, maybe just to me lol) 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 teeth, The swing in my waist, And the joy in my feet. I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me. Men themselves have wondered What they see in me. They try so much But they can't touch My inner mystery. When I try to show them They say they still can't see. I say, It's the arch of my back, The sun of my smile, The ride of my breasts, The grace of my style. I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me. Now you understand Just why my head's not bowed. I don't shout or jump about Or have to talk real loud. When you see me passing It ought to make you proud. I say, It's in the click of my heels, The bend of my hair, the palm of my hand, The need of my care. 'Cause I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me. Now can I hear it for all my phenomenal women ... Written by: Maya Angelou Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Xafsa Posted June 26, 2003 MaLikah girl...thats one of my favorite poems by maya angelou....including "still I rise". That women has awya with words. salaam Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
son_of_eve Posted June 28, 2003 This is such a beautiful poem....still one of my favourites...thank you for posting again....one love Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Batuulo Posted June 28, 2003 a/c wr wb nice piece realy/// Love it, tnx sister. I share with you this poem Insha Alaah. You look at me and call me oppressed, Simply because of the way I'm dressed, You know me not for what's inside, You judge the clothing I wear with pride, My body's not for your eyes to hold, You must speak to my mind, not my feminine mold, I'm an individual, I'm no mans slave, It's Allahs pleasure that I only crave I have a voice so I will be heard, For in my heart I carry His word, " O ye women, wrap close your cloak, So you won't be bothered by ignorant folk", Man doesn't tell me to dress this way, It's a Law from God that I obey, Oppressed is something I'm truly NOT, For liberation is what I've got, It was given to me many years ago, With the right to prosper, the right to grow, I can climb moutains or cross the seas, Expand my mind in all degrees, For God Himself gave us LIB-ER-TY, When He sent Islam, For You and Me ! Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
La-y-La Posted June 28, 2003 those poems are really nice. maya angelou is one of my favorite poet. I luv the last poem, makes me so proud of who I am. Mashallah. "For God Himself gave us LIB-ER-TY, When He sent Islam, For You and Me !" peace! Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
sYric-STiPHuLLa Posted July 2, 2003 maya angelous is too pridefull for me every poem has it's audiance, the last one kept me closer not by gender ties but by religious ties, and deeper meaning...allah said everything has a reason..and batuulo's was more pleasing to the mind soul and heart...3 things maybe 2 but three all in one....keep it tight i liked the last poem very deeply batuulo if that poem of yours is trully original i gotta give you props that was nice.....i agree with that poem more because it'speaks the truth ....one luv they say the truth shall set you freee battuulo thank you...wun..luv..... Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
LuCkY Posted July 4, 2003 ONE OF MY FAVORITE POEMS. I FIRST READ IT IN HIGH SCHOOL...VERY INSPIRATIONAL, POWERFUL FOR YOUNG GIRLS AND WOMEN. THANKS FOR POSTING MALIKAH! Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
MaLikah Posted July 9, 2003 I'm glad my fellow nomads can appreciate an inspirational poem when they hear it. Thanks alot guys---- I'ma hit y'all up with another one. This one rite here makes me feel like I can handle anything life throughs my way. How could it not when you see what they've been thru.Hope it does the same for y'all. Enjoy! STILL I RISE You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod 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? Don't you take it awful hard 'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines Diggin' in my own back yard. You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I'll rise. Does my sexiness upset you? Does it come as a surprise That I dance like I've got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs? Out of the huts of history's shame - I rise Up from a past that's rooted in pain - I rise I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide, Welling and swelling I bear in the tide. Leaving behind nights of terror and fear - I rise Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear - I rise Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, I am the dream and the hope of the slave. I rise I rise I rise. By: Maya Angelou Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites