Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun?
It is so realistic that is what makes me jealous of this. It creates a visual image in my head and I really like that. I think that this is true also which makes me jealous of this. A dream that is deferred is as good as gone.
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise
This poem inspires me to do better and when you can make that connection with your readers you know you have written a great poem. It also makes me feel good inside while reading it, I thouroughly enjoy reading this poem cause it makes me happy.