Langston Hughes

(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967 / Missouri)

As I Grew Older - Poem by Langston Hughes

It was a long time ago.
I have almost forgotten my dream.
But it was there then,
In front of me,
Bright like a sun—
My dream.
And then the wall rose,
Rose slowly,
Between me and my dream.
Rose until it touched the sky—
The wall.
I am black.
I lie down in the shadow.
No longer the light of my dream before me,
Above me.
Only the thick wall.
Only the shadow.
My hands!
My dark hands!
Break through the wall!
Find my dream!
Help me to shatter this darkness,
To smash this night,
To break this shadow
Into a thousand lights of sun,
Into a thousand whirling dreams
Of sun!

Comments about As I Grew Older by Langston Hughes

  • Freshman - 756 Points Peter Bain (10/22/2015 6:53:00 PM)

    Positive and hopeful, I like it (Report) Reply

    4 person liked.
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  • Veteran Poet - 1,143 Points Titto Mutunguti (10/12/2015 2:56:00 PM)

    Lovely poem..Lets keep dreaming (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 40,220 Points Mohammed Asim Nehal (10/4/2015 3:01:00 PM)

    Amusing poem............Inspirational. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,050 Points Kevin Fang (9/21/2015 5:45:00 PM)

    I love this poem. This poem is amazing! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 306 Points Oluwatomisin Eshton (9/20/2015 4:22:00 PM)

    more like a passing on from life to death but through it (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 66 Points Baris Basar Oguzcan (9/10/2015 3:28:00 PM)

    Lame and neat that is re-caption in my eyes (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 9,403 Points Charity Nduhiu (8/25/2015 2:21:00 AM)

    I have love this poem. Thank you (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 10 Points Kadagouda Patil (8/15/2015 12:59:00 PM)

    The darkness is static and death. Sunshine is life, joy and meaning. The Wall that rose, The Shadow in which we sleep are restrictions which we create ouselves. They are frailties of humans. This is how one travel from darkness towards sunshine. Wonderful, unparallelled.... (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,497 Points Dedan Onyango (7/11/2015 3:52:00 AM)

    The black identity rings supreme. The dream is now true. (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,260 Points Phanice Wamukota (7/2/2015 3:53:00 AM)

    Way to go, dreaming is free, pursuing the dream is the task at hand. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 275 Points Nicole Anne Sia (6/29/2015 9:34:00 PM)

    That's amazing. [3 Sometimes, you ought to break blockages in you life in order to pursue your goals. ;) (Report) Reply

  • Rookie harendra bhadouria (6/27/2015 12:35:00 AM)

    these interrupting ads sucks. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 387 Points Nebe Albert (6/26/2015 3:26:00 PM)

    Nice one, cool (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 10 Points israel Malinga (6/24/2015 1:23:00 AM)

    Love it! (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,776 Points Naida Nepascua Supnet (5/11/2015 9:22:00 PM)

    oh shocks..
    why so brilliant
    why so heartfelt

    why so good in imagery..
    love love. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,353 Points Bernard Snyder (3/30/2015 3:29:00 PM)

    Another great poem! Nice collection of thoughts. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 112 Points Nadia Robb (1/21/2015 10:37:00 AM)

    So passionately written. Hughes knows how to paint a picture with his words! There seemed to be a moment to which he rescinded into the shadow of himself if just to think about what had happened to his dream. His dream no longer shining brightly before him, there instead is the realization of the barriers more prominent than his dreams. With a final surge of inspiration he vows to break down the wall almost single-handedly to reveal the light of possibilities to all who dream even those who face adversity. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 39,822 Points Aftab Alam Khursheed (11/3/2014 9:14:00 PM)

    The stormy life of Langston's life and the dream for self and for his people I just love the words and great thought- And then the wall rose, Rose slowly, Slowly, Between me and my dream.Rose until it touched the sky- hope and energy giver the word selection Rose- noun Rose a verb. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 3 Points Abdallah Mpogole (10/22/2014 6:31:00 AM)

    Well thinker, well set and well met.! (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,220 Points Abekah Emmanuel (9/6/2014 3:30:00 PM)

    Hughes never stop amusing me with his often short but deeply emotional words and ideas. I simply love this poem to the fullest! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

Poem Edited: Wednesday, November 13, 2013

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