Langston Hughes

(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967 / Missouri)

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  • Langston Hughes (3/24/2015 8:38:00 AM)

    [b]Langston is only his

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  • Giant Medieval Sword (2/10/2015 9:59:00 PM)

    Baby got Black.

  • Master Splinter Master Splinter (2/10/2015 6:21:00 PM)

    he was black and so am I

  • Swagger Mcjagger (1/30/2015 11:42:00 AM)

    He looks like my uncle. My uncle was a great man but everything changed after the incident

  • Marques De Valia (9/30/2014 11:24:00 AM)

    Negroes - Sweet and docile, Meek, humble, and kind: Beware the day - They change their mind. - Langston Hughes

  • S B (5/5/2014 5:40:00 PM)

    I really like his poem Acceptance

  • Dulip Madhasekara (1/30/2014 9:00:00 AM)

    When I read 'Dreams' i feel that he wrote about me.....

  • p.a. noushad p.a. noushad (9/7/2013 12:07:00 AM)

    Dear Langston Hughes, your verses touch my heart deeply.

  • Rachel Gaddi (6/21/2013 2:32:00 PM)

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  • Vineet Chhikara Vineet Chhikara (5/27/2013 1:40:00 AM)

    Have a look at my poems... and rate them... i am sure you will like them.... :)

Best Poem of Langston Hughes

Dreams

Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.

Read the full of Dreams

Life Is Fine

I went down to the river,
I set down on the bank.
I tried to think but couldn't,
So I jumped in and sank.

I came up once and hollered!
I came up twice and cried!
If that water hadn't a-been so cold
I might've sunk and died.

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