Distinctive ways traced back in life
Like two roads early diverging...
Their pros and cons observing
Have been trodden humbly
Sometimes cheerfully others painfully!
A blossoming green tree, fertile land
Followed one road from the start
Dreaming of beautiful seeds- sweet part
Has flourished over some happiness-
Days of joy along with stress.
Seeds have fully grown up
Out of their roots steadily
Evolving themselves smartly
In an ongoing daily struggle
Far from the other road of rubble...
life is a two way street. we can only hope that we choose the right one. a very good write 9
Life is a journey, and whichever way you choose always surrounds 2 sides life is happiness, of course if you can accept and be grateful You have written a beautiful way both of these, at least in my view :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The two roads described beautifully. One, with an ongoing struggle to sprout and foster life, the other, left laid only with rubble.