As I Grew Older Poem by Langston Hughes

As I Grew Older

Rating: 3.9


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,
Slowly,
Between me and my dream.
Rose until it touched the sky—
The wall.
Shadow.
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 OF THE POEM
Saron Abebe 03 January 2013

i was really feeling these words.. the potential u have when ur young, so many options, so many dreams, as u grow up the darkness of the world creeps in and that endless possiblity u imagined for ur life becomes so limited and claustrophobic, like feeling a heavey wall is keeping you away from what ur heart and sould r yearning for you to become.. the wall is like those boundries set by society, by resposiblities, and culture that limit u from being who u truly r inside

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Nadia Robb 21 January 2015

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 There seemed to be a moment to which he rescinded into the shadow of himself if just to think about what had happened to his dream.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.

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Tony Kavuoti 20 October 2012

Great depths, so real.

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Seon King 29 April 2013

very nice poem i remember all the lines: 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, Slowly, Between me and my dream. Rose until it touched the sky- The wall. Shadow. 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! see: p

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Abekah Emmanuel 06 September 2014

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

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Sally Plumb Plumb 11 March 2022

I, Too. is a beautiful poem.

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Dr Dillip K Swain 01 February 2022

Bright like a sun— My dream......I have already read and taken this brilliant piece to my favorite.

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Sylvia Frances Chan 01 February 2022

Most deserving Classic Poem of the Day.5 Stars full on TOP. Enjoyed very much reading this.

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Chinedu Dike 01 February 2022

A masterful creation.....

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Geeta Radhakrishna Menon 01 February 2022

Revisited the poem and enjoyed it immensely.

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