The Road Taken


This poem was a result of my desire to play around with a classic poem. I chose ‘The Road not taken’ by Robert Frost.

Two roads diverged in a wood
and then and there, i had to make a choice
standing beneath the night’s hood
looking hard to discern the truth
transfixed I stood, entranced by the noise

the noisier path called me forth
asked me to tread on, to join the mirth
this way leads to the merrier north
and let this testify for your growth
for its the first time you’re alone since birth

the quieter path seemed at unrest
it didnt quite care for my presence there
one crisp voice explained it the best
“needs courage my boy, you’ll be broken lest
with turmoils and  little joy in your share”

And today I am telling this with a cry
looking back I can see from whence
Two roads diverged in a wood and I-
I took the one more travelled by
and I am hoping to make a difference.
Someday. Maybe.

5 thoughts on “The Road Taken

  1. okay. i didn’t like the entire poem, but that maybe my fixation to one of my ever favorite poems.
    But your ideas here are worth a compliment. And a great job with the ending.
    Good work Denny. (Y)

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