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,
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 about As I Grew Older by Langston Hughes

  • (6/30/2018 4:58:00 AM)


    this poem is like William shakespeare (Report) Reply

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  • (6/24/2018 7:51:00 AM)


    What is the moral (Report) Reply

  • (6/17/2018 12:45:00 PM)


    Great...! In front of me,
    Bright like a sun—
    My dream.
    And then the wall rose,
    Rose slowly,
    Slowly,
    Between me and my dream......... beautiful and powerful poetry
    (Report) Reply

  • (6/3/2018 9:25:00 PM)


    Ok thanks to all those who are trying to get this piem (Report) Reply

  • Britte Ninad (5/21/2018 3:05:00 AM)


    four walls of concrete and into the dome live I; nothing is there without a nightmare
    Yet devours me that darkness of dream........!

    excellent the great is
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  • (5/8/2018 5:39:00 PM)


    Add a comment.my hands my dark handsbreak through the wall find my dream (Report) Reply

  • Robert Murray Smith (5/5/2018 3:03:00 AM)


    A powerful poem. It deserves its rating in the top 500. (Report) Reply

  • (5/2/2018 9:57:00 AM)


    Did anyone else fap to this (Report) Reply

  • (4/27/2018 2:28:00 PM)


    I reach through the walls and send you rainbows (Report) Reply

  • (4/20/2018 11:14:00 AM)


    Bright like a sun My dream Nicely written (Report) Reply

  • (4/20/2018 8:04:00 AM)


    Did anyone else spank to this (Report) Reply

    (4/26/2018 1:41:00 AM)

    yep, i did too

  • (3/10/2018 11:04:00 AM)


    Very nice poem. Thanks a lot to the poet. (Report) Reply

  • (2/28/2018 11:03:00 PM)


    Amazing. So there is hope. Such beautiful comments here. (Report) Reply

  • (2/27/2018 5:56:00 AM)


    It fills my heart (Report) Reply

  • (2/26/2018 6:53:00 PM)


    This was my homework To find a poem and write it on a piece of paper (Report) Reply

  • Damion Hamilton (2/18/2018 4:26:00 PM)


    very amazing poem about aging, this very beautiful. (Report) Reply

  • Lily Ives (2/13/2018 12:11:00 AM)


    Feeling hopeless feels debilitating but also can free us from distractions and we can just be in the darkness. No need to shatter it, enjoy the stillness and dissolution of I. (Report) Reply

  • (2/5/2018 6:15:00 PM)


    He still has some hopeLight because you cant have a shadow without a little bit of light. (Report) Reply

  • Abhimanyu Kumar.s (12/3/2017 1:05:00 AM)


    As I grow so that that I live younger and better. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

Poem Edited: Wednesday, November 13, 2013


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