To Langston

To you, Langston, I pay my dues
You paint my world in lovely hues

Your words a balm to troubled soul
Whose dreams like yours, remain on hold

Langston, I stand behind the wall
I stand here too, feeling so small

Please teach me how to get on through
Teach me, Langston, to be like you

A “Dream Keeper” you claim to be
Keep the “rough hands” away from me

Like me, you wrote of ending life
Sick of injustice and the strife

Though often like me, your soul torn,
Said, “But for livin' I was born”

Heartbroken, and about to cry
You wouldn't let her see you die

“Life is fine, fine like wine, life is fine”
Yes, Dear Mr Hughes, it is sublime

I wish you had not died, my dear
When I was born, same month and year

But know your words are yet alive
Your passion and thoughts make me thrive

Here’s looking at you, Mr. Hughes
You do help chase away my blues

“The night comes gently black like” you
I wish you knew, I love you true!!!

Eileen Manassian Ghali


Dream Keeper

"Bring me all of your dreams,
You dreamer,
Bring me all your
Heart melodies
That I may wrap them
In a blue cloud-cloth
Away from the too-rough fingers
Of the world."

Langston Hughes


As I Grew Older

It was a long time ago. 
I have almost forgotten my dream. 
But it was there then, 
In front of me, 
Bright like a sun- 
My dream. 
And then the wall rose, 
Rose slowly, 
Slowly, 
Between me and my dream. 
Rose until it touched the sky- 
The wall. 
Shadow. 
I am black. 
I lie down in the shadow. 
No longer the light of my dream before me, 
Above me. 
Only the thick wall. 
Only the shadow. 
My hands! 
My dark hands! 
Break through the wall! 
Find my dream! 
Help me to shatter this darkness, 
To smash this night, 
To break this shadow 
Into a thousand lights of sun, 
Into a thousand whirling dreams 
Of sun!

Langston Hughes 

PS...I love this poet. I love his work. I love his spirit. If you get a chance, read his poem, Life is Fine...He was jilted by his girlfriend and tried to commit suicide but in the end, he decided that life was too good to waste! ;) I made a reference to this in my poem. Amazing....Also, read Dream Variations or Dreams....I love this man! :)
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Manassian Avatar
October 12, 2013 at 11:28 PM
Thank you all for your lovely comments...I'm so sorry that I haven't answered you individually. I'm not in a very good place lately so...I find it hard to find the words to say....Having said that, I do want you to know that I appreciate your sincere and heart felt posts on this poem. Know that I do read and appreciate them all!
Seal Avatar
October 12, 2013 at 6:47 PM
Writers like these never die, their words live forever. You did a wonderful job here laying out how his writing has melted into your being. Take care, Richard
Carroll Avatar
October 12, 2013 at 4:53 PM
Hi Eileen, Wonderful tribute write from you.. Ken
Hendricks Avatar
October 12, 2013 at 1:24 PM
Your own work is very much like his, girlfriend. I think were he around he would have loved your writing as much as you do his. I hope you're enjoying your weekend, Eileen. Hugs, Licia :-)
Guzzi Avatar
October 12, 2013 at 11:02 AM
Boy that's a lot of fine work up there [Hey there YOU so too can get published!! do or redo 3 verses with some tie to astrology BEFORE 10/31/13 & I will tell you where to send them!] Light & Love
Lamoureux Avatar
October 12, 2013 at 9:41 AM
Good morning Eileen.
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October 11, 2013 at 5:17 PM
Wow this is so emotional. I enjoyed both of your poems. The image of a wall coming up between him and his dreams is impactful. Is he still alive?
Lamoureux Avatar
October 12, 2013 at 9:40 AM
Now your freaken me out *lol* intresting stuff!
Manassian Avatar
October 11, 2013 at 5:24 PM
I meant, how SAD is that
Manassian Avatar
October 11, 2013 at 5:21 PM
Hi Richard...No...IMAGINE...He died the year and month I was born. How said is that. May 22, 2967...just a few days after my birthday on the 18th...How strange. Thanks for the visit....
J.T. Avatar
October 11, 2013 at 5:13 PM
Well done and I'm sure he would love your poetry too
Manassian Avatar
October 11, 2013 at 5:22 PM
:) Thanks, Justice....Think so...Oh..that is a lovely thought!
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