Wednesday, March 04, 2009

The Road Not Taken - Robert Frost

Bismillah. Strange how another's words can often express one's own experience so well that it is as if one had written them oneself!

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.


  1. Hiba Sobeir2:31 AM

    what a profound way to say what we all must have at some time felt. Absolutely lovely
    thanx for sharing