#poem

What happens to a dream deferred? ↗

— Langston Hughes

#dreams #poem #poetry #dreams

For I dance And drink and sing, Till some blind hand Shall brush my wing. If thought is life And strength and breath And the want Of thought is death Then am I A happy fly If I live Or if I die ↗

— William Blake

#death

Is stuffed, de world, wif feeding girls. ↗

— John Berryman

#dreams

When daylight is here i dream of the night, The stars of a country sky that shine so bright. A night sky without clouds, for the moon to hide under, Revealing every twinkle and every beam, of the Milky Way's wonder. I grow sad in the morning, And i pay the day no mind. Every time i see the light coming, I know the sunset's not far behind. ↗

— J.M. Pierce

#poem #dreams

With several different kinds of poetry to choose from, a man would decide that he would like best to be an epic poet, and he would set out, in conscious determination, on an epic poem. ↗

— Lascelles Abercrombie

#choose #conscious #decide #determination #different

Some people like me, some don't. I don't understand, Where the difference comes from. My heart like them all. For a simple childish reason. We all are created equal, we all are humans. ↗

— Santosh Kalwar

#life #love #poems #equality

We both believe, and disbelieve a hundred times an hour, which keeps believing nimble. ↗

— Emily Dickinson

#believe #believing #doubt #faith #poem

Sure, we thought the acres That we tilled were sacred, But how could we have known That wheat can haunt like ghosts ↗

— Sherman Alexie

#family-farm #poem #poetry #sherman-alexie #short-poems

I will never hurt you. I will always help you. If you are hungry Ill give you my food. If you are frightened I am your friend. I love you now. And love does not end. ↗

— Orson Scott Card

#poem #song #tender #food

Twas the night before Thanksgiving. All the food's in the oven. And I'm in the bedroom performin' self lovin'. ↗

— Craig Ferguson

#masturbation #poem #poetry #thanksgiving #food