As I Grew Older

It was a long time ago.
I have almost forgotten my dream.
But it was there then,
In front of me,

by Langston Hughes Click to read full poem

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What is the moral
Great...! In front of me, Bright like a sun— My dream. And then the wall rose, Rose slowly, Slowly, Between me and my dream......... beautiful and powerful poetry
Ok thanks to all those who are trying to get this piem
four walls of concrete and into the dome live I; nothing is there without a nightmare Yet devours me that darkness of dream........! excellent the great is
Add a comment.my hands my dark handsbreak through the wall find my dream
A powerful poem. It deserves its rating in the top 500.
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I reach through the walls and send you rainbows
Bright like a sun My dream Nicely written
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Very nice poem. Thanks a lot to the poet.
Amazing. So there is hope. Such beautiful comments here.
It fills my heart
This was my homework To find a poem and write it on a piece of paper
very amazing poem about aging, this very beautiful.
Feeling hopeless feels debilitating but also can free us from distractions and we can just be in the darkness. No need to shatter it, enjoy the stillness and dissolution of I.
He still has some hopeLight because you cant have a shadow without a little bit of light.
As I grow so that that I live younger and better.
Very touching poem. Well brought from the heart 10+++