Deferred Dreams

Deferred Dreams

What happens to dreams ​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?

~Langston Hughes

I am touched by this moving piece of pure poem. What happens to deferred dreams? I hope I will never have to find out.

Loved it that I made a wallpaper for my computer.

Deferred Dreams