“ If you are always trying to be NORMAL, you’ll never know how amazing you can be”

Not many writers have this raw courage to reveal their dark sides through their writing with such effortless simplicity & yet spread zest and inspiration.


Having the worst childhood; being sent off alone at three with his four year old brother on the train to his grandmother; being sexually abused & raped by her mother’s boyfriend & then going on to work as a fry cook, prostitute, night club dancer, a cast member of the opera, coordinator and a journalist in Egypt before rising to fame as a poet & a writer.

Being nominated for Pulitzer Award, Tony Award nomination, three Grammy’s, lifetime Reynold’s Professorship of American studies, awarded the National Medal of Arts by Bill Clinton & Presidential Medal of Freedom by Barack Obama. Apart from this she was awarded more than 50 honorary degrees & more than 30 health care & medical facilities have been named after her.

But the phenomenal prodigy breathed her last on the morning of 28th may 2014. It is heartbreaking and tragic to have lost a legendary writer & a poet & an even greater human being. It’s sad and almost unacceptable to know that I won’t be able to read her writings anymore, however her poems and books will still keep injecting love & humanity & the courage to fight against the odds of life through those hard bound crevices of human indifference. She will forever remain the guiding light to many souls and keep inspiring us, motivating us to live freely. She will still be our motivating force, pushing us to fight against discrimination whether it is caste, creed, sex, religion or colour & to RISE beyond these shallow & regressive thoughts that hinder us humans to reach to our full potential. To GROW not only on the outside but inside as well, keeping unconditional love for our friends & foe.

To be truly LIBERATED – body, mind & soul.

This one poem that has always kept me going through all the hurdles of my life & still remains my most favourite is called still I rise. This poem has always given me the confidence to be myself and to flow with the turmoil’s of life…and have patience.

Much like what P.B. Shelley said “if winter comes can spring be far behind….”

 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 & like suns

With the certainty of the tides

Just like hopes springing high,

Still I’ll rise


Do you want to see me broken?

Bowed head & lowered eyes

Shoulders falling down like teardrops

Weakened by my soulful cries


Does my haughtiness offend you?

Don’t take it awful hard

‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines

Diggin’ in my own backyard’


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 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 huts of history’s shame

I rise

Up from the past that’s rooted in pain

I rise

I’m a black ocean, leaping & wide

Welling & swelling I bear the tide

Leaving behind nights of terror & fear

I rise

Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear

I rise

Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave

I am the dream & hope of the slave




Maya Angelou will forever remain in our hearts and remain my wonder wall till eternity.


 “ …Let faith be the bridge you build to overcome the evil and welcome the good”



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Mahima Khandelwal

I love to read and am a total music freak . I like traveling and like learning new things. This is my first professional writing experience, thanks to eltrivate. I love harry potter and its creator. You can expect articles on no particular topics ! 😛 #random#awesome#stuff

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