Sunday, July 14, 2013

The road less traveled

I took the road that is well tried,
Scattered with deserted amour,
And smells of sweat, tear and blood galore,
I shall be telling this with a sigh,
For I was foretold to be one of them,
Yet I step further, 
And that made all the difference.

Happiness is nowhere,
But a direction that I can dash toward, full-speed,
Without contemplating other roads,

"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." - Frost

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