A Dream Deferred - by Langston Hughes 
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.
When a dream is deferred it stays in your head and the hunger for it to come true grows. Eventually it explodes and is set in action again but this time with more aggression for it to happen. It haunts you UN till you fulfill it to the last inch. It sinks in your mind UN till it's the only thing left in your head. It becomes a heavy load on you and takes tolls of your days. It lays beside you at night encouraging you for a last fight. A dream is a thing you shouldn't give up on. It's a piece of you and it's a belief. And if you don't acknowledge your dream it will eventually rotten and it will rotten you as well.
1 comment:
This is a great analysis of each line of the poem. Do you think there are people who never dream in the first place because so many dreams never come true?
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