An Accident Poem by BASAB CHAUDHURI

The road that was not taken
suddenly comes back to my mind,
stirs my soul -
and makes me insane.
'What if' - and my whole life
centers around what if.
Nothing works according to a plan,
every bit of it is just an accident -
the road not taken is an afterthought
when all possibility to go back to the crossing
was all but over.
Was it the horse, or I?
The horse doesn't know how to reflect,
I do and that is why I am sad.
Even this poem (if it is at all!)
is just an accident.