Poems by Langston Hughes

Poems by Langston Hughes

The New Moon , by Langston Hughes

There’s a new, young moon riding the hills tonight; There’s a sprightly, young moon exploring the...

Dreams, by Langston Hughes

Hold fast to dreams For if dreams dieLife is a broken-winged birdThat cannot fly.
Hold fast to dr...

The Weary Blues, by Langston Hughes

Droning a drowsy syncopated tune,Rocking back and forth to a mellow croon,     I heard a Negro pl...

Life is Fine, by Langston Hughes

I went down to the river,I set down on the bank.I tried to think but couldn't,So I jumped in and ...

Theme for English B, by Langston Hughes

The instructor said,
    Go home and write    a page tonight.    And let that page come out of yo...

Night Funeral in Harlem, by Langston Hughes

     Night funeral     In Harlem:
     Where did they get     Them two fine cars?
Insurance man, ...

Po' Boy Blues, by Langston Hughes

When I was home deSunshine seemed like gold.When I was home deSunshine seemed like gold.Since I c...

Will V-Day Be Me-Day Too?, by Langston Hughes

            Over There,            World War II.
Dear Fellow Americans,I write this letterHoping ...

Madam and the Phone Bill, by Langston Hughes

You say I O.K.edLONG DISTANCE?O.K.ed it when?My goodness, CentralThat was then!
I'm mad and disgu...

Madam and Her Madam, by Langston Hughes

I worked for a woman,She wasn't mean—But she had a twelve-roomHouse to clean.
Had to get breakfas...

Harlem, by Langston Hughes

Here on the edge of hellStands Harlem—Remembering the old lies, The old kicks in the back,The old...

Harlem, by Langston Hughes

What happens to a dream deferred?
       Does it dry up
       like a raisin in the sun?
       O...

The Negro Speaks of Rivers, by Langston Hughes

I've known rivers:I've known rivers ancient as the world and older than the     flow of human blo...

Dream Variations, by Langston Hughes

To fling my arms wideIn some place of the sun,To whirl and to danceTill the white day is done.The...

My People, by Langston Hughes

Dream-singers, Story-tellers, Dancers, Loud laughers in the hands of Fate—            My People. ...