Written by Robert Frost (1915)
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.
One of my all-time favourite poem...
I always wanted my life to be exciting and a journey full of learning...
And yes, at the end of the day, i will still choose the road not taken...
Though there are times i feel pressurized to do so...
And there are issues that i cannot change but juz had to accept...
However i realize everyone or every matters have a choice to decide what to accept...
Juz onli i can't face up to some issues if i choose e option...
Am i a coward or am i brave?!
I also dunno....
Wee Wee
