Sunday, April 25, 2010

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, 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.

- Robert Frost

2 comments:

Prashant said...

new meanings! everytime I read those, as the life goes on....

mind! the gift to the mankind that makes miracles, even the ones not imagined by the poet who wrote such masterpiece.

Yayaver said...

Prashant, each time I read give a tiny rush of inspiration generates in me. The path less traveled impact us in simple words... Beautiful depiction of those fellows who do work 'Zara hat ke'

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