THE ROAD NOT TAKEN by Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveller, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference

Comments

- Sugar Cube - said…
Hey long time..no posts ?

I love this poem =)
First read in school.
Hey there :)
Long time no posts, lots happening in life though, so gotta pen it ...type it down as soon as these wretched exams go away !
Yeah, those 2 are my fav poems :)
Sivaprakasam said…
Wow poem actually. Reflects the decisions not taken. And the regrets associated...
I thought ...think he is happy he took the road less travelled by. Something always told me he was happy about his decision. Decision to not follow the crowd, but to where his heart wanted him to go ....

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