Harlem
What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore--
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over--
like a syrupy sweet?
Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?
I have discovered in life that there are ways of getting almost anywhere you want to go, if you really want to go.
Langston HughesMots clés dreams determination aspirations
Looks like what drives me crazy
Don't have no effect on you--
But I'm gonna keep on at it
Till it drives you crazy, too.
Mots clés poetry evil crazy craziness
Out of love,
No regrets--
Though the goodness
Be wasted forever.
Out of love,
No regrets--
Though the return
Be never.
Mots clés love poetry no-regrets
Gather out of star-dust,
Earth-dust,
Cloud-dust,
Storm-dust,
And splinters of hail,
One handful of dream-dust,
Not for sale.
Pleasured equally
In seeking as in finding,
Each detail minding,
Old Walt went seeking
And finding.
Mots clés poetry seeking finding walt-whitman
So since I'm still here livin',
I guess I will live on.
I could've died for love--
But for livin' I was born.
Mots clés life love death perseverance
I went down to the river,
I set down on the bank.
I tried to think but couldn't,
So I jumped in and sank.
Mots clés poetry death suicide desperation drowning
Though you may hear me holler,
And you may see me cry--
I'll be dogged, sweet baby,
If you gonna see me die.
Mots clés pain death perseverance hardship
Hold fast to dreams
for if dreams die
life is a broken-winged bird
that can not fly.
Hold fast to dreams
for when dreams go
life is a barren field
frozen with snow.
Mots clés dreams
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