“What happens to a dream deferred?

Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore-
And then run?

Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over-
like a syrupy sweet?

Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.

Or does it explode?”

A Dream Deferred, Langston Hughes Recommended by J.

“Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken winged bird
That cannot fly.”

Dreams, Langston Hughes

“I cried, in bed alone, and couldn't stop. I buried my head under the quilts, but my aunt heard me. She woke up and told my uncle I was crying because the Holy Ghost had come into my life, and because I had seen Jesus. But I was really crying because I couldn't bear to tell her that I had lied, that I had deceived everybody in the church, that I hadn't seen Jesus, and that now I didn't believe there was a Jesus anymore, since he didn't come to help me.”

Salvation, Langston Hughes

“The calm,
Cool face of the river
Asked me for a kiss.”

Suicide's Note, Langston Hughes Recommended by Holly.