this always has been a treat to me , since my child age, to read the poems and feel the sound beneath it. of course i may say that a poem is not a gods literature but its literature of a rebel with cause.
i love reading poems and like to learn it with its whole essence.
i often surprise to see the impact of poems in my life and wondered that if the poems are really so worthy of everyones life as they are to me.
whenever i felt my self swinging through the words no doubt a poem behind it. in fact poems are the beauty of literature
last day i read a poem of Robert Frost i felt my self amazed ;-what a poem it is! the whole sweetness of life , the complete charm of life, i felt through .
life has its own questions and its replies are very natural and virgin according to life's mood which one has to understand is a one of the most difficult task.
the road not taken was the poem what i was mentioning about, lets learn the poem
1. 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; | 5 |
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, | 10 |
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. | 15 |
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. | 20 |
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by,
|
1 comment:
thanks for writing this poem. this is also my favourite poem, so much thanks for that. my name is ishor mishra u can write to me mishraishwor@yahoo.com
Post a Comment