Dream Deferred

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?

by Langston Hughes

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No poem has ever made my heart lighter-my soul happier-nor amused my mind more than this one. Andrew Marvell has captured my heart with mirth! I love reading this poem.