Poem: The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost

Enjoy this; perhaps it would encourage you to take that step even when it seems like an unpopular idea

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.

I remember how much this poem influenced my life as our literature teacher taught us to interprete poems in my Senior Secondary School class three( SSS3). Learning this poem adjusted something in my judgement about life. The poem stood out for me amongst every other poem I came across. Till date, it remains one of my favourite. It dwelt on making choice not forgetting that we are products of our choices.

The writer had to travel through either of the roads; one a much travelled path, the other looked like very few people had travelled, he decided to go for the road not taken. I am convinced that the writer arrived at a desired destination.

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