Langston Hughes
Langston Hughes
James Mercer Langston Hugheswas an American poet, social activist, novelist, playwright, and columnist from Joplin, Missouri...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth1 February 1902
CityJoplin, MO
CountryUnited States of America
sea water today
How still, How strangely still The water is today, It is not good For water To be so still that way. ~ "Sea Calm
book reading men
Sometimes I wish the public were equally aware of the men of our race in the cultural fields. You, for instance, have you ever bought a book by a Negro writer?
running dog want
A dog gets lonesome just like a human. He wants to associate with other dogs, but when they take him out, the poor dog is on a leash and cannot run around.
rain kissing-him best-kiss
Let the rain sing you a lullaby.
eye hands mind
I look at my own body With eyes no longer blind- And I see that my own hands can make The world that's in my mind.
details walt findings
Pleasured equally In seeking as in finding, Each detail minding, Old Walt went seeking And finding.
love-is tree shadow
Love is a naked shadow, On a gnarled and naked tree.
liars liberty democracy
LIBERTY! FREEDOM! DEMOCRACY! True anyhow no matter how many Liars use those words.
song pain laughter
Because my mouth Is wide with laughter And my throat Is deep with song, You do not think I suffer after I have held my pain So long? Because my mouth Is wide with laughter You do not hear My inner cry? Because my feet Are gay with dancing You do not know I die?
fall son dark
Well, son, I'll tell you: Life for me ain't been no crystal stair. It's had tacks in it, And splinters, And boards torn up, And places with no carpet on the floor -- Bare. But all the time I'se been a-climbin' on, And reachin' landin's, And turnin' corners, And sometimes goin' in the dark Where there ain't been no light. So boy, don't you turn back. Don't you set down on the steps 'Cause you finds it's kinder hard. Don't you fall now -- For I'se still goin', honey, I'se still climbin', And life for me ain't been no crystal stair.
dark men victory
Peace We passed their graves: The dead men there, Winners or losers, Did not care. In the dark They could not see Who had gained The victory.
spring rain fall
In the spring rain, the pond and the river become one. Into every life some rain must fall. Usually when your car windows are down. It raineth on the Just and the Unjust Alike, But the Unjust stealeth the Just's umbrella Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.
peaceful soul rust
Everything there is but lovin' leaves a rust on your old soul
color lines
There is no color line in death.