Bouquet

Poem By Langston Hughes

Gather quickly
Out of darkness
All the songs you know
And throw them at the sun
Before they melt
Like snow

Comments about Bouquet

Wow, a beautiful song of awakening.
A good short poem.... hope sun will melt away the darkness therein and make them sunny
Nice one.. good poem...10 Dream and infatuation It happened for good Now I feel about it and meaning of it is rightly understood
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My songs have beat They tap, tap, tap And beat, beat, beat They are unseen notes Unless you listen clearly If I throw them to the sun Will you watch them dance? Will you watch them sing? But if they melt, they will merge with you and me Listen to my songs till the melt away


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