Robert Frost

(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963 / San Francisco)

The Road Not Taken - Poem by Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
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Comments about The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost

  • Rookie - 129 Points Stephen Loomes (5/24/2013 6:40:00 PM)

    How can he reach that conclusion, after making his decision in confusion, and choosing one road, with his clever little ode, knowledge of the other was just delusion (Report) Reply

    59 person liked.
    55 person did not like.
  • Rookie One Soul (5/24/2013 1:53:00 AM)

    Sometimes I hate you
    I can't forget
    Are there ruins left
    I cherish
    A dream stronger than a feeling
    I persist
    God has made it happen
    I am gladly obsessed
    Moved by isolation
    Together we are changed
    Why did you leave
    We can make more words (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Voiceless Never Heard (5/13/2013 10:08:00 PM)

    Such a silly thought is love
    as we define unspeakable things
    like the beauty of turtle doves
    or what exactly what they're feeling

    To say I don't would be a lie
    hiding lost feelings of joy,
    a sin like this, I'd surely die
    don't play with love, it's not a toy

    and death do us part, but not at heart
    the words I love you strung
    amidst the foggy darkness that tries
    tries to rip us apart

    such a silly thought is love
    a memory
    a feeling
    deep down inside
    I need your love

    -Voiceless (._.) (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Pckdragon Anonymous (5/12/2013 8:41:00 AM)

    wow people seem to hate aussies and wogs, wow racism much..... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Pckdragon Anonymous (5/12/2013 4:16:00 AM)

    im aussie/wog, HAPPY MOTHERS DAY! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Pckdragon Anonymous (5/12/2013 4:14:00 AM)

    Poop

    poop is such a relief to do
    getting rid of all the crap in you

    food in your mouth
    shit out your south
    the cycle relentessly continue

    whether many or a few
    turds in you
    eject easily or slowly drag thru

    daily it's the same
    as your bowels proclaim
    'once again the shit is due! '

    this poem isn't profound
    about that lovely brown mound
    some in fact will think it crap
    and i humbly agree
    with all that's bottled up
    inside me (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Gogo Amin (5/11/2013 4:42:00 PM)

    each time talking about a road you make a division for your own road... i am not good in calculations of life or where i will go but i believe in one thing that here their all he will be their, , i just learn how to differ soul by straight way in silent shadow roads, , feelings appear in dark create sharp needle in some where else waiting for who dare to go but avoid troubles is much more better than accusing others with thing passed by in bad life experience or in old view... believe or not is the human concern only with god, may be when i grow old i will try to make young youth not to be hurt but to be true some have limits and others will ask about the hard dark narrow road and those are more with no definitions cause its useless define for limited options for hunger wild creatures and they will be too young, where will you go? when my eye hurt me i took it off from my head to go straight as old teach me so, separating soul exercise from any touchable thinking will be much better to control you head and don't flow with any idea or any memory will be shown.. have a good day. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Olaf Vanhoochie (5/8/2013 11:04:00 AM)

    i am australian too. Ello mate (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 278 Points Jack Growden (5/8/2013 5:20:00 AM)

    Hey, please have a look at my poems. I am a young aspiring Australian poet. Thanks! ! J.A. Growden (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Olaf Vanhoochie (5/7/2013 11:05:00 AM)

    I like lunch. favorite skool subject (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Olaf Vanhoochie (5/7/2013 11:03:00 AM)

    hi my homies how r u lalalalalaalalalalalalalalalalalal I'm Spongebob! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Olaf Vanhoochie (5/2/2013 11:36:00 AM)

    Hi, Wats Up, How R U, Stop sign, YAY! ! ! ! ! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Nagam Saleh (5/1/2013 12:35:00 PM)

    woooooow fantastic! ! ! ! that was soo good im gonna die. i wud liike to thank my pet monkey, and my mom. this was so good im gonna cry till i die i wud also luv to thannk my computer and my mouse. i cudnt do this without u. shukran (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Ravindran Govindaraju (5/1/2013 4:03:00 AM)

    We are what we think. our life decisions are based on our perception, and on personal core values. we do not contest for election to become popular.
    Our life, our choice. hence we need not tread on bitten path. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 150 Points Manthra H (4/22/2013 3:51:00 AM)

    this is a really phenomenal poem.
    it clearly shows the diction that a man takes when he is confused and also that it depends on this he moves forth. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Chris Lin (4/17/2013 1:42:00 AM)

    It is a phenomenal poem, it highlights a single choice can impact us for years to come. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Azeez Agbaoja (4/16/2013 6:10:00 PM)

    Can anybody expantiate d content of d poem plz (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Zhi Zhen Wang (4/16/2013 9:51:00 AM)

    It's Brilliant. It is valuable to read and enjoy it. Have a tr. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 5 Points Claire Thomas (4/13/2013 1:19:00 PM)

    Title is commonly misquoted.He is said to have written this remembering a walk he took with his uncle as a boy.Fabulous.Fortune favours the brave perhaps, but we all wonder what might have been.We see the journey but not the destination. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 102 Points Abdallah Gamal (4/13/2013 12:02:00 PM)

    Wooow I'm fascinated :) (Report) Reply










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