Robert Frost Poetry

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
Robert Frost

Mery Ban Jao

Dont Quit

When things go wrong as they sometimes will
when the road your trudging seems all up hill
And you want to smile but you have to sigh
When care is pressing you down a bit
Rest If you must but don't you quit

Life is queer with its twists and turns
As everyone of us sometimes learns
and many a failure turns about
when he might have won had he stuck it out
Dont give up though the pace seems slow
you might succeed with another blow

Often the goal is nearer than
It seems to a faint and faltering man
often the straggler has given up
When he might have captured the victors cup
and he learned too late when the night slipped down
How close he was to the golden crown

Success is failure turned inside out
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt
and you never can tell how close you are
It may be near when it seems afar
so stick to the fight when you are hardest hit
Its when things seem worst that you mustn't quit

Mery Ban Jao

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere in ages and ages hence

two roads diverged in a wood and I took the one less traveled by
And that has made all the difference

Mery Ban Jao

A poem begins as a lump in the throat a sense of
wrong a a homesickness a love sickness

Mery Ban Jao

The way a crow
Shook down on me
the dust of snow
from a hemlock tree

Has given my heart
a change of mood
and saved some part
of a day i had rued

Mery Ban Jao

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