My favorite Poems

One of my favorite poems

One of my favorite poems is 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.

Or does it explode?