The Road Not Taken- By Aryan Mukherjee

 Hello loyal readers! Here we have my spinoff of the famous poem, The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost. Hope you enjoy!



The Road Not Taken


Eons past after just a blink, 

Life a train, moving ‘fore I can think,

Recourses in grasp one inch too far,

No ensorcells from my grimoire,

To help me tackle the bombardment,

Can’t make up the loss from my retardment,

Can’t take a device, and move back afar,

Can’t change what's been done, that road’s paved with tar,

Can’t sit here and sulk, I’ve made too much progress,

Yet my fate is brittle, I won’t sit here and acquiesce


The road not taken is a plastic packet,

Drifting abroad, trying to ruin the planet,

If only I was to pick it up,

My life would rise from the bottom up,

But instead I choose to let it drift by,

It’s crunches cacophonous, its intent to decry,

The future of my children and the kids of theirs,

My whole life is ruined all from the wrong affairs,

Opportunity is gold, a treasure I was blind too,

And now I want it back, but I must wait my spot in the que,

So when that golden moment wants to pat fate on the shoulder,

I wish I’d been wiser and gone with what was bolder,

For it’s the journey we are missing trying not to be forsaken,

Yet the true place we were missing was the road not taken.



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