What do you understand from the following poem?
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.
4 comments:
inspiring poem
I understand tht one shld dare 2 b different and not follow what every1 else is doing
hmmmm , got it. there are two ways of doing everything , ek rasta sab apnate hain & the other one is seldom taken, maybe because of fear that no one else has done so , but each way has its own way of unfolding , & u never know what lays beyond unless you've taken that way.
(too confusing?)
i like this poem! :)
Cheers
Khushi
Achanak se serious post kyon?
Anyways, yes...one always remembers the road not taken.
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