Two roads diverged in a yellow
and sorry I could not travel
And be one traveler, long I
and looked down one as far as
to where it bent in the
• Then took the other, as just as
and having perhaps the better
because it was grassy and wanted
though as for that, the passing
had worn them really about the
And both that morning equally lay
in leaves no feet had trodden
Oh, I kept the first for another
Yet knowing how way leads on to
I doubted if I should ever come
I shall be telling this with a
Somewhere ages and ages
Two roads diverged in a wood,
and I took the one less
and that has made all the
The literal meaning of this poem byThe literal meaning of this poem by
Robert Frost is pretty obvious. ARobert Frost is pretty obvious. A
traveler comes to a fork in the road andtraveler comes to a fork in the road and
needs to decide which way to go toneeds to decide which way to go to
continue his journey. After much mentalcontinue his journey. After much mental
debate, the traveler picks the roaddebate, the traveler picks the road
"less traveled by.""less traveled by."
The figurative meaning is not too hiddenThe figurative meaning is not too hidden
either. The poem describes the tougheither. The poem describes the tough
choices people make when traveling thechoices people make when traveling the
road of life. The words "sorry" androad of life. The words "sorry" and
"sigh" make the tone of poem somewhat"sigh" make the tone of poem somewhat
gloomy. The traveler regrets leaves thegloomy. The traveler regrets leaves the
possibilities of the road not chosenpossibilities of the road not chosen
behind. He realizes he probably won'tbehind. He realizes he probably won't
pass this way again.pass this way again.
Robert Lee Frost
• An American poet.
• He was honored with Pulitzer
Date of Birth
• Born on March 26, 1874.
• He was born in San Francisco.
Date of Death
• He died on January 29,
1963 in Boston
• He was buried in Old
Binnington Cemetery in
• Some of Robert Frost’s famous
– A Boy’s Will
– A Witness Tree
– A Further Range
– A Masque of Mercy
– Selected Letters
– North of Boston
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 doubled if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this wit 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.
The poem revolves around the metaphor
comparing the decisions we make on the
journey of life to a fork in the road. Just as
we must decide which road to take when
travelling in order to arrive at a location, we
must make decisions in life that will greatly
impact our destination. The speaker is a
“traveller” on the road of life who wishes that
he could go both directions and avoid making a
1. “Yellow” - The yellow coloring of the woods is
representative of the light, hope, and promise that
the speaker is standing before. His future is bright
and stretches before him. Though both paths are
equally lit, he must choose only one.
2. “Woods” - The poem is set in the woods because
we get an image of a quiet, deserted place where
the speaker is left alone to decide. There are no
road signs or people to stop and ask for directions.
Similarly, there are no signs in life designed to help
people choose their path.
3. “Roads” - The roads are symbolic of the paths
we take in life. Every road leads to a specific
place and the nature of one’s destination depends
entirely on the decisions that are made. We don’t
just arrive at a location; we make a series of
choices that lead us there.
4. “Morning” - The morning represents a new
beginning and the endless possibilities the day
ahead has to offer. Frost sets the poem in the
morning to reveal that the speaker is in the early
years of his life and his future is spread out
-Francis Anthony Roque
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