I sleep better

I sleep better in the dark
In the dark that blinds
The soot that tricks the eye
A sleep without sleep

The dark that sits
On a chair in the corner
Eager to listen
To the gush
And the slicing sound
Of a heart on the verge
Of cracking itself to death

To a heart inflamed
Bursting into itself
With things that burn
Crashing into its folds
A million times
Reciting its own pain

I sleep better
Without sleep
When weeping has a veil
When the screaming rolls
In silent volumes
Quiet thunders

Until the light licks the room
And I’m ready to mimic it
Into another day
Until I return
To the darkness
That has buried me
Over and over
And over

Lovers

There are lovers whose arms are

Mornings coated with gay songs,

The splendour of laughing colours,

Toasted slices clad in melting butters,

Trays crowded with cakes and creams

Extra sugars drowning in teacups,

Scents from the pores of blushing roses,

Glowing leaves of pregnant trees,

And pleasures riding the back of a fresh breeze.

Then other lovers, whose arms are

The shortest days and longest nights,

And foggy windows blurring the obvious.

Hands wearing gloves of the kind of frost

Too thick to rub the skin of a desperate lover,

Veins choking with solid rivers,

That never reach icy seas of a numb breast.

Mouths full of blizzards stuck between the teeth

Shivering kisses from the cracks of frigid lips.

There’s a snowstorm blasting through the door,

Lend a coat for my poor heart,

My lover must be home.

The Power in ‘And Still I Rise’ by Maya Angelou

A collection of powerful and extraordinary poetry by one of the greatest poets of all time.

Dr. Angelou’s work shows her incredible storytelling ability and in this collection you’ll discover stories about her life and where she came from. They are beautifully wrapped in powerful deep lines that immerse you into love, freedom, pain, struggles, and womanhood.

Here are parts of some of my favourites:

"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 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." - Still I Rise

Watch her recite the poem:

Still I Rise by Maya Angelou
"My life ain't heaven
but it sure ain't hell.
I'm not on top
but I call it swell
if I'm able to work
and get paid right
and have the luck to be Black
on a Saturday night," - Weekend Glory
"And now I'll tell you my Golden Rule,
I was born to work but I ain't no mule.
I was born to work up to my grave
But I was not born
To be a slave." - One more round.

There are sixty poems in this collection, including the most famous ones like Phenomenal Woman and Caged Bird.
This collection is as good as her autobiography, in that you discover a lot about her through this beautiful and compelling collection.

For poetry lovers, it’s a short book. It can be read in one day but it’s good enough to be read over and over again. It might also inspire you to try her other books, which you will definitely enjoy.