Robert Frost

(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963 / San Francisco)

Comments about Robert Frost

  • Rookie - 60 Points Sam Mohammed (6/3/2015 3:18:00 AM)

    The woods are lovely dark and deep, but i have the promises to keep, miles to go before i sleep and miles to go before i sleep
    The quote which helped me through my life and helped me do work in time

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  • Veteran Poet - 1,766 Points p.a. noushad (5/8/2015 12:37:00 PM)

    Dear, I like your flowery verses and the depth of their meanings.

  • Rookie - 82 Points Jessica Adams (5/5/2015 9:47:00 PM)

    beautiful! ! Thats all i can say! ! Beautiful! !

  • Veteran Poet - 1,296 Points Josey Alfred (4/23/2015 2:14:00 AM)

    What a beauty,
    In this writ every thing is so much known to the others, the poet the road the wood the horse the lake, though it's dark every Thing is clear to all, even the horse has a question. Why stop here, no farm house, the horse ask?
    In fact frost has painted a very clear picture, even though he is in a hurry, for he has to go a long way.
    This is a great. Poem.

  • Rookie - 29 Points Logan Reed (3/23/2015 5:27:00 PM)

    His poems are a true work of art. Nobody could replace his poetic genius. Nobody...

  • Veteran Poet - 1,766 Points p.a. noushad (3/18/2015 8:46:00 PM)

    Robert Frost, some of your poems inspire me.

  • Rookie - 0 Points Gina Hayanan (3/15/2015 1:30:00 AM)

    The Road is my favorite poem from Robert Frost. It reminds me how I learn English literature

  • Rookie - 2 Points Aysegul Avcu (2/25/2015 6:47:00 AM)

    Nice

  • Rookie - 0 Points Zach Showgren (12/9/2014 4:18:00 PM)

    I love robert frost! ! ! ! ! ! ! a true inspiration

  • Rookie - 341 Points Wiley Wildcard (10/30/2014 3:35:00 PM)

    I guess you can say that he is my inspiration to write.

Best Poem of Robert Frost

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 doubted if I should ever come ...

Read the full of The Road Not Taken

Misgiving

All crying, 'We will go with you, O Wind!'
The foliage follow him, leaf and stem;
But a sleep oppresses them as they go,
And they end by bidding them as they go,
And they end by bidding him stay with them.

Since ever they flung abroad in spring
The leaves had promised themselves this flight,
Who now would fain seek sheltering wall,

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