The Road Not Taken...

- 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 (American Poet)

@Black-Swan-22 said in #1:
> - 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 (American Poet)

This is a nice poem

i had this poem in class 7

Had this poem twice in the syllabus in my school. Still love it!

The road not taken
Becuz its now forsaken
Its now blocked
Not to mention locked

I heared there's a tiger there
With a rather nasty snare
and a rather nasty deer
Who pokes you when you are near

@KenulL_76 said in #5:
> The road not taken
> Becuz its now forsaken
> Its now blocked
> Not to mention locked
>
> I heared there's a tiger there
> With a rather nasty snare
> and a rather nasty deer
> Who pokes you when you are near

and a bear who takes your beer

And I took the one less traveled by
And now my ass is lost.

This poem is familiar to me

I used to let out with a sigh
(When life was rather more sedate)
That two roads had diverged, and I,
I took the one less traveled by--
Yet now they're both the Interstate.

Had this poem in my school twice.
And it's one of my favourite poems of all time!