Tag Archives: Best Langston Hughes Poems

Democracy will not come Today, this year Nor ever Through …

When I get to be a composer I’m gonna write …

In the Quarter of the Negroes Where the doors are …

My old man’s a white old man And my old …

By what sends the white kids I ain’t sent: I …

Here I sit With my shoes mismated. Lawdy-mercy! I’s frustrated!

It was a long time ago. I have almost forgotten …

Let the rain kiss you Let the rain beat upon …

Fine living . . . a la carte? Come to …